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 Luxembourg and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mexico City.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Amon Düül II to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Womack,
The Index,
Audionom,
Pantaleimon,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Sherman,
Lucky Dragons,
Khruangbin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soul II Soul,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Buzzcocks,
The Blackbyrds,
Reuben Wilson,
Quadrant,
The Seeds,
Sound Behaviour,
Tres Demented,
Amon Düül,
the Slits,
Scott Walker,
The Vogues,
Pagans,
The Monochrome Set,
Slick Rick,
Visage,
the Fania All-Stars,
Popol Vuh,
Silicon Teens,
Alton Ellis,
Pere Ubu,
The Birthday Party,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The New Christs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wolf Eyes,
Depeche Mode,
Basic Channel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Angels of Light,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jeff Mills,
Aural Exciters,
Lyres,
Negative Approach,
The Smoke,
Neil Young,
Technova,
Vladislav Delay,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Angry Samoans,
Drexciya,
Jeff Lynne,
Goldenarms,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.