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 Antigua and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb 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 Technova to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
FM Einheit,
Glambeats Corp.,
Radiohead,
Sugar Minott,
Interpol,
Jeru the Damaja,
Quadrant,
Scrapy,
The Happenings,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Main Source,
Rod Modell,
Subhumans,
Ituana,
Ponytail,
Ten City,
Scion,
Hot Snakes,
the Germs,
Colin Newman,
Faust,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Technova,
Khruangbin,
X-102,
Mars,
Accadde A,
Aswad,
Little Man,
The Cramps,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Angels of Light,
Black Flag,
Donald Byrd,
Bauhaus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cluster,
Marmalade,
Susan Cadogan,
The Walker Brothers,
Prince Buster,
Terry Callier,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
John Lydon,
Skarface,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New Order,
The United States of America,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jerry's Kids,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rakim,
the Bar-Kays,
Cybotron,
Chris & Cosey,
Fear,
Make Up,
Black Pus,
The Index,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.