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 Uruguay and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Franke to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Talk Talk,
The J.B.'s,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Buzzcocks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Carl Craig,
Easy Going,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Grass Roots,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Siglo XX,
Gang Gang Dance,
Visage,
Spoonie Gee,
June Days,
Janne Schatter,
Morten Harket,
John Cale,
Peter & Gordon,
The Leaves,
Chrome,
Subhumans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Josef K,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Arthur Verocai,
Ronan,
The Black Dice,
The New Christs,
Banda Bassotti,
The Doors,
Pulsallama,
Q and Not U,
Prince Buster,
Hot Snakes,
Angry Samoans,
Byron Stingily,
Danielle Patucci,
Ralphi Rosario,
Trumans Water,
Technova,
Blossom Toes,
Bad Manners,
Charles Mingus,
The Beau Brummels,
The Dead C,
The Smoke,
Joyce Sims,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Man Parrish,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gun Club,
the Swans,
Blancmange,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.