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 Peru and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scratch Acid to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Toni Rubio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lakeside,
Suicide,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Television Personalities,
Flash Fearless,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
Porter Ricks,
The Star Department,
Gang of Four,
Pantytec,
MC5,
Swell Maps,
The Music Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Görl,
Talk Talk,
Radiohead,
Parry Music,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Urselle,
Soft Machine,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joe Smooth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
David Axelrod,
Judy Mowatt,
The Raincoats,
Eddi Front,
Darondo,
Kenny Larkin,
Ituana,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Spandau Ballet,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camouflage,
The Modern Lovers,
Pierre Henry,
Steve Hackett,
Henry Cow,
Thee Headcoats,
The Skatalites,
Grey Daturas,
CMW,
Bill Wells,
Ultravox,
The Durutti Column,
Wally Richardson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cymande,
The Human League,
Eve St. Jones,
Guru Guru,
Bluetip,
Los Fastidios,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.