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 Brunei and from New York.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Donald Fagen 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 Glenn Branca to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Slits,
Make Up,
Alice Coltrane,
the Human League,
Lalann,
ABC,
Kayak,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Schoolly D,
Infiniti,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Index,
Buzzcocks,
Blake Baxter,
Joe Finger,
OOIOO,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Toasters,
Hot Snakes,
Monks,
David McCallum,
Livin' Joy,
Robert Görl,
The Residents,
Delta 5,
The Trojans,
Slave,
Gong,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Techniques,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Groovy Waters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fuzztones,
Wire,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fortunes,
Skarface,
Bobby Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Massinfluence,
Scrapy,
Joy Division,
Outsiders,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Franke,
Essential Logic,
Aloha Tigers,
Amon Düül,
Sonic Youth,
The Selecter,
The Cowsills,
MDC,
The Dead C,
the Fania All-Stars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.