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 Tuvalu and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
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 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the disco 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Livin' Joy,
Rekid,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Trojans,
The Blackbyrds,
Lee Hazlewood,
Young Marble Giants,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Birthday Party,
Joensuu 1685,
Ralphi Rosario,
Q65,
The Misunderstood,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moby Grape,
Arcadia,
Suburban Knight,
Rhythm & Sound,
Minny Pops,
Darondo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eden Ahbez,
Von Mondo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radiopuhelimet,
Thompson Twins,
Crash Course in Science,
Gang Starr,
Idris Muhammad,
The Saints,
Piero Umiliani,
Sound Behaviour,
Boredoms,
Max Romeo,
Rotary Connection,
Josef K,
Stockholm Monsters,
Talk Talk,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arab on Radar,
Lungfish,
Patti Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Siglo XX,
Black Sheep,
The Offenders,
Yaz,
Mad Mike,
Spandau Ballet,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Slits,
Eli Mardock,
Jeff Mills,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Groovy Waters,
Intrusion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kas Product,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.