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 Ivory Coast and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Monolake to the electroclash 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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Walker Brothers,
Agitation Free,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Archie Shepp,
The Star Department,
The Monochrome Set,
Liliput,
The Toasters,
Young Marble Giants,
Jacob Miller,
Dave Gahan,
The Raincoats,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moby Grape,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rekid,
Scientists,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Iggy Pop,
Wire,
Nils Olav,
Visage,
Fugazi,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mummies,
Glambeats Corp.,
Can,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Khruangbin,
ABBA,
Excepter,
Marvin Gaye,
Sun City Girls,
Boz Scaggs,
The Index,
Nik Kershaw,
Sam Rivers,
Swans,
Lucky Dragons,
Michelle Simonal,
PIL,
Clear Light,
Yazoo,
In Retrospect,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eden Ahbez,
T.S.O.L.,
The Invisible,
The Vogues,
Gang Gang Dance,
Basic Channel,
Scrapy,
Supertramp,
48th St. Collective,
Simply Red,
Television Personalities,
Negative Approach,
The Birthday Party,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.