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 Iran and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Residents to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Scientists,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Cure,
Icehouse,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marmalade,
Japan,
Lightning Bolt,
The Tremeloes,
Niagra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Popol Vuh,
the Normal,
Sandy B,
Funky Four + One,
Con Funk Shun,
Eddi Front,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
E-Dancer,
Grauzone,
Minny Pops,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sixth Finger,
Jacob Miller,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Litter,
Sex Pistols,
Skaos,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Warren Ellis,
Country Teasers,
Malaria!,
The Happenings,
Bang On A Can,
The Gories,
Chrome,
Wasted Youth,
Arcadia,
Roxy Music,
Mars,
Main Source,
Scion,
Sound Behaviour,
Kevin Saunderson,
Desert Stars,
Faust,
Ossler,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Outsiders,
Pharoah Sanders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Echospace,
Jeff Mills,
Siglo XX,
Peter and Kerry,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.