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 El Salvador and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 arpeggiator 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rod Modell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joyce Sims,
Iggy Pop,
Shoche,
The Mojo Men,
The Standells,
Sandy B,
10cc,
Dennis Brown,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Hill,
Young Marble Giants,
X-Ray Spex,
The Pretty Things,
Gichy Dan,
The Gun Club,
Rites of Spring,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Magma,
Pole,
Intrusion,
Bootsy Collins,
Animal Collective,
Cybotron,
Marshall Jefferson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
T. Rex,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cramps,
Warren Ellis,
Ituana,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
In Retrospect,
The Velvet Underground,
Joe Smooth,
Peter and Kerry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pagans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Prince Buster,
Y Pants,
The Names,
Donald Byrd,
Dawn Penn,
Accadde A,
Visage,
The Divine Comedy,
The Wake,
The Five Americans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Negative Approach,
Siglo XX,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.