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 Kenya and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Faraquet to the grime 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Jandek,
Buzzcocks,
The Birthday Party,
Dark Day,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Normal,
Sandy B,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Suburban Knight,
Maurizio,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Angels of Light,
Subhumans,
Bronski Beat,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fuzztones,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Minny Pops,
Severed Heads,
Panda Bear,
Black Sheep,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fad Gadget,
David Axelrod,
The Count Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nils Olav,
The Offenders,
The Busters,
David Bowie,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lee Hazlewood,
Donny Hathaway,
Trumans Water,
The Young Rascals,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Minutemen,
Jerry's Kids,
New Order,
The Raincoats,
Blossom Toes,
The Slits,
Marmalade,
Brothers Johnson,
Quando Quango,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mo-Dettes,
Amon Düül II,
The Pretty Things,
Infiniti,
Cameo,
Joensuu 1685,
Cymande,
Eurythmics,
The Durutti Column,
Toni Rubio,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.