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 Cyprus and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the techno 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Eric Dolphy,
Junior Murvin,
Archie Shepp,
Tears for Fears,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pagans,
Minor Threat,
Warren Ellis,
Skriet,
K-Klass,
Siglo XX,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neil Young,
Gang Green,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mr. Review,
Joensuu 1685,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sandy B,
Au Pairs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donald Byrd,
Bang On A Can,
Bill Near,
Parry Music,
Bush Tetras,
Ituana,
The Moody Blues,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Shadows of Knight,
Technova,
Yusef Lateef,
Kaleidoscope,
Cybotron,
CMW,
Television Personalities,
the Swans,
Simply Red,
Ossler,
Fat Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Section 25,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Beau Brummels,
The Wake,
Rosa Yemen,
The Golliwogs,
Faust,
10cc,
Can,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Count Five,
Organ,
Sexual Harrassment,
Harmonia,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.