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 Korea North and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord 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 Zero Boys to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Trumans Water,
Connie Case,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wolf Eyes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sun City Girls,
DJ Sneak,
The Monochrome Set,
Carl Craig,
Arcadia,
Glambeats Corp.,
Y Pants,
Joensuu 1685,
MDC,
Toni Rubio,
Jandek,
Roy Ayers,
James White and The Blacks,
Tropical Tobacco,
One Last Wish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Zero Boys,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Byrd,
Wire,
Loose Ends,
Marc Almond,
Sam Rivers,
Kurtis Blow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blossom Toes,
Young Marble Giants,
Eric Dolphy,
Accadde A,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eve St. Jones,
Icehouse,
Technova,
The Mojo Men,
Sister Nancy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Residents,
Robert Wyatt,
Nik Kershaw,
Whodini,
Rhythm & Sound,
Audionom,
Soulsonic Force,
Brand Nubian,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Make Up,
Lungfish,
Kaleidoscope,
Howard Jones,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jawbox,
Minny Pops,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.