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 Maldives and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sight & Sound to the crunk 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Pole,
Lou Reed,
Newcleus,
Eve St. Jones,
The Golliwogs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Godley & Creme,
Hasil Adkins,
Todd Terry,
The Raincoats,
Little Man,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Buckinghams,
Quadrant,
Cheater Slicks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Vogues,
Technova,
The Black Dice,
Basic Channel,
Sun City Girls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hashim,
The Moody Blues,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cameo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bronski Beat,
Howard Jones,
Skaos,
Massinfluence,
Dawn Penn,
Matthew Halsall,
Mandrill,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roger Hodgson,
Quantec,
Banda Bassotti,
Steve Hackett,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Throbbing Gristle,
Delta 5,
Easy Going,
The Stooges,
Rekid,
UT,
Althea and Donna,
Colin Newman,
The Mummies,
Rakim,
Bob Dylan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Birthday Party,
Agitation Free,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Grass Roots,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.