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 Uganda and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Joy Division,
Warren Ellis,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Kinks,
Liliput,
Agitation Free,
U.S. Maple,
Section 25,
The Wake,
Connie Case,
John Lydon,
Symarip,
Rakim,
Deepchord,
Echospace,
Albert Ayler,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül,
Tres Demented,
Newcleus,
Letta Mbulu,
Susan Cadogan,
Absolute Body Control,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gap Band,
Flash Fearless,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Smoke,
Essential Logic,
Babytalk,
Man Parrish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sex Pistols,
Crash Course in Science,
Quadrant,
Marc Almond,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nick Fraelich,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Association,
Bobby Sherman,
Soulsonic Force,
David Axelrod,
Radiohead,
The Standells,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Niagra,
Eden Ahbez,
Todd Rundgren,
Boz Scaggs,
A Certain Ratio,
New Order,
The Names,
Iggy Pop,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Urselle,
Fugazi,
The Mummies,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.