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 China and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Quadrant to the punk 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Neil Young,
The Misunderstood,
Barclay James Harvest,
Barrington Levy,
Unrelated Segments,
Susan Cadogan,
Wasted Youth,
Newcleus,
Ronan,
Quantec,
Erykah Badu,
LL Cool J,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Young Rascals,
Severed Heads,
Black Moon,
Public Image Ltd.,
cv313,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
ABC,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jeff Lynne,
The Move,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
CMW,
Ten City,
Buzzcocks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Anakelly,
Warren Ellis,
Chris Corsano,
Technova,
The Associates,
Harmonia,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Walker Brothers,
Fat Boys,
Andrew Hill,
Ludus,
Minor Threat,
Vladislav Delay,
Darondo,
Terry Callier,
Morten Harket,
Dave Gahan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oblivians,
Derrick Morgan,
Michelle Simonal,
the Slits,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.