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 Moldova and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Wire to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
cv313,
Graham Central Station,
Joey Negro,
Aswad,
In Retrospect,
Glenn Branca,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Buzzcocks,
One Last Wish,
Khruangbin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Flash Fearless,
Crime,
Nico,
Pussy Galore,
H. Thieme,
Susan Cadogan,
Funky Four + One,
The Seeds,
Tubeway Army,
The Gap Band,
Marine Girls,
Cameo,
Fela Kuti,
the Association,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soft Machine,
Monks,
Lakeside,
Animal Collective,
The Pop Group,
Alison Limerick,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mandrill,
Curtis Mayfield,
These Immortal Souls,
China Crisis,
Amazonics,
Godley & Creme,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mission of Burma,
Johnny Clarke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Second Layer,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bang On A Can,
New York Dolls,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Moby Grape,
Country Teasers,
Bobby Womack,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gladiators,
Jacob Miller,
Stetsasonic,
Scan 7,
New Age Steppers,
Vladislav Delay,
Soul Sonic Force,
Trumans Water,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.