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 Germany and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scion to the rap 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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pussy Galore record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Moby Grape,
The Count Five,
Rosa Yemen,
Bob Dylan,
Deakin,
Black Moon,
Qualms,
Oneida,
Shuggie Otis,
Clear Light,
kango's stein massive,
Parry Music,
Pulsallama,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DJ Sneak,
the Soft Cell,
The Pretty Things,
Matthew Halsall,
The Velvet Underground,
Ludus,
Radio Birdman,
The Zeros,
Drexciya,
June of 44,
Nils Olav,
Yazoo,
Gang Green,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Saccharine Trust,
Fear,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Womack,
Lightning Bolt,
Swans,
Interpol,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Niagra,
Rakim,
Kaleidoscope,
Leonard Cohen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Guru Guru,
The Sound,
Dual Sessions,
T.S.O.L.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Supertramp,
Anakelly,
The Stooges,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eden Ahbez,
Sällskapet,
Audionom,
Lungfish,
Ronnie Foster,
Underground Resistance,
Zapp,
Connie Case,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.