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 Nigeria and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 organ 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 Swans 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fugs,
La Düsseldorf,
Bang On A Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Real Kids,
Crime,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Monks,
a-ha,
Wire,
Spoonie Gee,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kevin Saunderson,
Can,
Sparks,
Aaron Thompson,
Colin Newman,
The Black Dice,
Gastr Del Sol,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Radiohead,
Japan,
Roxy Music,
The Blues Magoos,
The Divine Comedy,
Jeff Lynne,
Gong,
Wolf Eyes,
Isaac Hayes,
Shoche,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fuzztones,
Deepchord,
Jandek,
The Offenders,
Delta 5,
Marine Girls,
Nas,
Hot Snakes,
Buzzcocks,
Rekid,
Kas Product,
Sun City Girls,
Fluxion,
Yazoo,
Saccharine Trust,
Gang Green,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mo-Dettes,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cure,
Swell Maps,
Mantronix,
Technova,
Derrick May,
Ken Boothe,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.