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 Rwanda and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Count Five to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Lydon,
Magazine,
Johnny Clarke,
Mad Mike,
The Pop Group,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Basic Channel,
Dave Gahan,
Marc Almond,
Hardrive,
Young Marble Giants,
James White and The Blacks,
Barry Ungar,
Grey Daturas,
Cheater Slicks,
Monolake,
These Immortal Souls,
Nirvana,
Soft Machine,
Pere Ubu,
Procol Harum,
Pantaleimon,
Cybotron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Matthew Bourne,
The Kinks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Joe Smooth,
Peter & Gordon,
Rotary Connection,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kas Product,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Searchers,
Depeche Mode,
Robert Wyatt,
Visage,
Au Pairs,
The Associates,
Erykah Badu,
Black Sheep,
Radiohead,
Jawbox,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crime,
Eurythmics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Motorama,
Don Cherry,
The Detroit Cobras,
Skarface,
Traffic Nightmare,
Section 25,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Beau Brummels,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.