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 Taiwan and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Gang Green to the grunge 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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Silicon Teens,
Tears for Fears,
Interpol,
48th St. Collective,
Kool Moe Dee,
Shuggie Otis,
Chris & Cosey,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Flipper,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Infiniti,
cv313,
Scion,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Japan,
Joe Smooth,
Yusef Lateef,
Roxette,
The Black Dice,
Hashim,
Newcleus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Liliput,
Slave,
The Toasters,
Stetsasonic,
Sun City Girls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
U.S. Maple,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Boredoms,
Joe Finger,
Y Pants,
Audionom,
Skarface,
Marc Almond,
Cameo,
The Golliwogs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Lydon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Suicide,
Gil Scott Heron,
Swell Maps,
Camouflage,
Aloha Tigers,
Scrapy,
the Fania All-Stars,
MDC,
Gabor Szabo,
Traffic Nightmare,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Red Krayola,
The Associates,
Nirvana,
Brand Nubian,
Cal Tjader,
Sparks,
The Vogues,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.