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 Slovenia and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bootsy Collins to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Boredoms,
R.M.O.,
Isaac Hayes,
The Vogues,
Faraquet,
Stereo Dub,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brothers Johnson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tom Boy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Blake Baxter,
Iggy Pop,
Echospace,
Brass Construction,
Lyres,
Animal Collective,
Juan Atkins,
Soft Machine,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Excepter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Easy Going,
Slick Rick,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Q and Not U,
Godley & Creme,
Howard Jones,
New York Dolls,
The Smoke,
Dennis Brown,
Matthew Halsall,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Modern Lovers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minor Threat,
Pantaleimon,
China Crisis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Frankie Knuckles,
Siglo XX,
Goldenarms,
Adolescents,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantytec,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wasted Youth,
The New Christs,
Y Pants,
Boz Scaggs,
The Offenders,
Technova,
Alison Limerick,
Gil Scott Heron,
Infiniti,
Porter Ricks,
Wire,
Lou Christie,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.