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 Ecuador and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Index to the punk 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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Tres Demented,
Michelle Simonal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jandek,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Steve Hackett,
Ponytail,
The Slackers,
Warren Ellis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Yazoo,
Junior Murvin,
The Cowsills,
The Busters,
Lalann,
Monks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jacob Miller,
Nirvana,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zapp,
Inner City,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eurythmics,
Prince Buster,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neu!,
Al Stewart,
Suburban Knight,
Guru Guru,
Wasted Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Blancmange,
Lakeside,
Dead Boys,
Bauhaus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Magma,
Grey Daturas,
The Angels of Light,
Pulsallama,
Deadbeat,
Bad Manners,
Pere Ubu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Swans,
Jeff Mills,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rakim,
Rapeman,
The Human League,
Andrew Hill,
Echospace,
MC5,
Toni Rubio,
Stetsasonic,
The Index,
Sugar Minott,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.