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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Man Eating Sloth to the jazz 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Warsaw,
Tubeway Army,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ohio Players,
Barbara Tucker,
Ronnie Foster,
Swell Maps,
F. McDonald,
The Durutti Column,
The Cure,
Sonic Youth,
Jawbox,
Joe Finger,
The Barracudas,
Depeche Mode,
The Sonics,
Interpol,
Average White Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Birthday Party,
The Modern Lovers,
Piero Umiliani,
Rites of Spring,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
K-Klass,
Erasure,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roger Hodgson,
Soft Cell,
cv313,
Althea and Donna,
Amazonics,
The New Christs,
The Sound,
Nico,
FM Einheit,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
David Bowie,
Blake Baxter,
Stetsasonic,
Maurizio,
Khruangbin,
Boz Scaggs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rekid,
Masters at Work,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marmalade,
Black Flag,
Chris Corsano,
Suburban Knight,
The Move,
Joey Negro,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Liliput,
Talk Talk,
Qualms,
Wire,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.