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 Algeria and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 Dual Sessions to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Reagan Youth,
Young Marble Giants,
Moby Grape,
Buzzcocks,
PIL,
Cluster,
Grandmaster Flash,
Danielle Patucci,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fluxion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Sherman,
Babytalk,
Joyce Sims,
June Days,
Dave Gahan,
The Dirtbombs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
a-ha,
Black Moon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Technova,
Dark Day,
Piero Umiliani,
AZ,
The Gap Band,
cv313,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skarface,
Jandek,
Nik Kershaw,
Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Anakelly,
Matthew Bourne,
One Last Wish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brick,
Aswad,
Janne Schatter,
La Düsseldorf,
The Durutti Column,
Hoover,
Ituana,
Sun City Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sixth Finger,
This Heat,
Radio Birdman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Moebius,
Jawbox,
Goldenarms,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.