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 Yemen and from New York.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Brick to the dance 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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Pylon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eric Copeland,
Eric B and Rakim,
Au Pairs,
Newcleus,
Ornette Coleman,
Liliput,
David Bowie,
Quando Quango,
New York Dolls,
Whodini,
Nils Olav,
Little Man,
Spandau Ballet,
Piero Umiliani,
Matthew Halsall,
Swell Maps,
Audionom,
The Young Rascals,
Das Ding,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Alarm Clocks,
John Holt,
OOIOO,
Fugazi,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ponytail,
DJ Sneak,
Warren Ellis,
Anthony Braxton,
Shoche,
Stiv Bators,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fall,
The Wake,
Eddi Front,
Scientists,
Eurythmics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Leonard Cohen,
Al Stewart,
The Human League,
Fela Kuti,
Panda Bear,
the Soft Cell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dawn Penn,
Jesper Dahlback,
Supertramp,
Bobby Womack,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dave Gahan,
Danielle Patucci,
Cal Tjader,
Stereo Dub,
Gang of Four,
Adolescents,
James Chance & The Contortions,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.