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 Albania and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 The Sound to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Roxette,
Essential Logic,
The Angels of Light,
The Litter,
Accadde A,
Quando Quango,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
X-101,
Suicide,
Roy Ayers,
Bizarre Inc.,
AZ,
China Crisis,
Minny Pops,
Dave Gahan,
Cal Tjader,
Letta Mbulu,
Bauhaus,
Sam Rivers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Smooth,
Urselle,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aloha Tigers,
Heaven 17,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joey Negro,
K-Klass,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Martian,
Robert Hood,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dorothy Ashby,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Dead C,
Black Pus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lightning Bolt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Harmonia,
Sexual Harrassment,
Grauzone,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed,
Delta 5,
Fad Gadget,
Slick Rick,
Loose Ends,
Arab on Radar,
The Gun Club,
Silicon Teens,
The Beau Brummels,
Mr. Review,
Wings,
The Leaves,
Slave,
Flipper,
Laurel Aitken,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.