Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Iceland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Sonics to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
Sun Ra,
Bobby Byrd,
Byron Stingily,
Joensuu 1685,
The Move,
Outsiders,
The Mojo Men,
The Cramps,
Mission of Burma,
Cluster,
Nation of Ulysses,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scan 7,
Funkadelic,
Amon Düül,
Cheater Slicks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
One Last Wish,
Soulsonic Force,
Gichy Dan,
Gong,
Flash Fearless,
Laurel Aitken,
Lou Christie,
48th St. Collective,
Delta 5,
Country Teasers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joey Negro,
Sex Pistols,
The Associates,
Sugar Minott,
Interpol,
John Coltrane,
Yazoo,
Bootsy Collins,
Harry Pussy,
Brothers Johnson,
Shuggie Otis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Smiths,
Roy Ayers,
Dawn Penn,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ralphi Rosario,
Visage,
Kaleidoscope,
Jimmy McGriff,
Swell Maps,
The Gun Club,
The Saints,
Wire,
A Certain Ratio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ronan,
Pussy Galore,
Drive Like Jehu,
DNA,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.