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 Bulgaria and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba 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 Agent Orange to the jazz 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Sister Nancy,
Ohio Players,
Slick Rick,
Piero Umiliani,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed,
Don Cherry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Sonics,
Agitation Free,
Gang Gang Dance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Siglo XX,
Al Stewart,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ultra Naté,
Glambeats Corp.,
Quantec,
Infiniti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
T.S.O.L.,
Fela Kuti,
Robert Hood,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Halsall,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joyce Sims,
T. Rex,
The Motions,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Christie,
Quadrant,
The Offenders,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Leonard Cohen,
Amon Düül II,
Henry Cow,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Soft Cell,
Byron Stingily,
Joe Finger,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wolf Eyes,
Brothers Johnson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aaron Thompson,
Juan Atkins,
Tim Buckley,
PIL,
June Days,
Boz Scaggs,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Green,
Gerry Rafferty,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Sherman,
Average White Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Second Layer,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.