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 Yemen and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 snare 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 8 Eyed Spy to the rock 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Lucky Dragons,
Funky Four + One,
Matthew Halsall,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cramps,
Electric Prunes,
H. Thieme,
The Selecter,
The Fall,
Scan 7,
Cal Tjader,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gap Band,
Funkadelic,
John Foxx,
X-102,
Wasted Youth,
The Leaves,
The Music Machine,
The Litter,
The Walker Brothers,
Skriet,
Traffic Nightmare,
Porter Ricks,
Bluetip,
Connie Case,
The Count Five,
Blancmange,
June of 44,
Leonard Cohen,
Vainqueur,
The Birthday Party,
Lou Reed,
Marc Almond,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric Copeland,
Absolute Body Control,
Sandy B,
EPMD,
Kaleidoscope,
U.S. Maple,
Pantaleimon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Susan Cadogan,
Half Japanese,
Fear,
Zero Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Association,
Danielle Patucci,
Mary Jane Girls,
Subhumans,
Gichy Dan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Magazine,
Flash Fearless,
The Associates,
Yusef Lateef,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cure,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.