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 Hungary and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boogie Down Productions,
Aaron Thompson,
Whodini,
The Skatalites,
The Residents,
Niagra,
Clear Light,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Saints,
Bad Manners,
Ponytail,
Robert Wyatt,
The Moody Blues,
The Human League,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fluxion,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Bananas,
Connie Case,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Circle Jerks,
Aswad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Amon Düül,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Albert Ayler,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Surgeon,
the Normal,
Liliput,
Rufus Thomas,
John Cale,
The Sound,
Derrick May,
Radiohead,
Cymande,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scratch Acid,
Hashim,
Camouflage,
Main Source,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Juan Atkins,
The Zeros,
The Shadows of Knight,
Terrestrial Tones,
Idris Muhammad,
Bluetip,
The Golliwogs,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Sonics,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roger Hodgson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flipper,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Barracudas,
Talk Talk,
Eddi Front,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.