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 Oman and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin 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 Circle Jerks to the grime 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Barrington Levy,
Bluetip,
The Zeros,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joy Division,
Main Source,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ossler,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deadbeat,
Fluxion,
The Gories,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hardrive,
David Axelrod,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Outsiders,
10cc,
Josef K,
The Sonics,
Quantec,
Vainqueur,
Model 500,
Ralphi Rosario,
Patti Smith,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Knickerbockers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Guru Guru,
Stetsasonic,
the Slits,
Duran Duran,
Rod Modell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dirtbombs,
The American Breed,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Masters at Work,
The Monks,
The Birthday Party,
D'Angelo,
The Victims,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Shoche,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sarah Menescal,
Janne Schatter,
Don Cherry,
A Certain Ratio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Panda Bear,
The Gun Club,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gabor Szabo,
Alison Limerick,
Kerri Chandler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.