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 Malawi and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer 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 Mark Hollis to the dance 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
The Slackers,
The Stooges,
Heaven 17,
X-102,
The United States of America,
Kerri Chandler,
June Days,
Hasil Adkins,
Eric B and Rakim,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Severed Heads,
The Tremeloes,
Motorama,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Von Mondo,
Bluetip,
Kas Product,
The Young Rascals,
the Normal,
FM Einheit,
Liliput,
Unrelated Segments,
Stereo Dub,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Move,
The Searchers,
Camberwell Now,
Ken Boothe,
Johnny Clarke,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Associates,
Quadrant,
Television Personalities,
Byron Stingily,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flash Fearless,
Gang Starr,
Stetsasonic,
Flipper,
Sexual Harrassment,
Albert Ayler,
Lyres,
Ronnie Foster,
Deakin,
Little Man,
The Five Americans,
Dawn Penn,
Sonic Youth,
Vladislav Delay,
Audionom,
Iggy Pop,
Moby Grape,
Alice Coltrane,
Cybotron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Leonard Cohen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DJ Style,
Agitation Free,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.