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 Nicaragua and from Copenhagen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Darondo to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Dave Gahan,
Schoolly D,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Warsaw,
The Last Poets,
John Coltrane,
Anthony Braxton,
Guru Guru,
Nas,
Moebius,
The Cramps,
Sister Nancy,
Radiohead,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Altered Images,
The J.B.'s,
Steve Hackett,
The Smiths,
Sun City Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sex Pistols,
the Normal,
Sonic Youth,
Joe Smooth,
Babytalk,
the Human League,
Andrew Hill,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dual Sessions,
Wings,
Alphaville,
The Count Five,
Johnny Clarke,
Loose Ends,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chris & Cosey,
Rotary Connection,
Sugar Minott,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pole,
DJ Sneak,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Monochrome Set,
Roger Hodgson,
Zapp,
the Soft Cell,
World's Most,
Cal Tjader,
The Slits,
Procol Harum,
New Order,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brass Construction,
Negative Approach,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.