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 Macedonia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum 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 The Five Americans to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
The Mighty Diamonds,
OOIOO,
Silicon Teens,
Rakim,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lindisfarne,
World's Most,
T. Rex,
Gong,
Crash Course in Science,
Theoretical Girls,
Schoolly D,
New Order,
Eve St. Jones,
Icehouse,
Sparks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Terry Callier,
Clear Light,
Agent Orange,
Roxette,
Big Daddy Kane,
Janne Schatter,
Visage,
Scratch Acid,
Pantaleimon,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Sherman,
Delta 5,
Matthew Halsall,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smiths,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kaleidoscope,
Susan Cadogan,
Idris Muhammad,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Vogues,
Tommy Roe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grauzone,
Intrusion,
Robert Görl,
Darondo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sonic Youth,
Second Layer,
The Mummies,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Slits,
Ice-T,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.