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 Russia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the disco 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 Standells. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Make Up,
Half Japanese,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New Order,
OOIOO,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Grass Roots,
Aural Exciters,
Lakeside,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Chris Corsano,
Black Moon,
Suburban Knight,
The Fall,
Tommy Roe,
Neu!,
Rekid,
Harmonia,
The Dave Clark Five,
Skarface,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pulsallama,
Gastr Del Sol,
Niagra,
Y Pants,
ABC,
Infiniti,
Saccharine Trust,
The Shadows of Knight,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Donny Hathaway,
Pantytec,
R.M.O.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pantaleimon,
Kas Product,
Heaven 17,
the Soft Cell,
The Wake,
A Certain Ratio,
The Moleskins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joe Finger,
Reuben Wilson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultravox,
Ken Boothe,
Theoretical Girls,
Peter & Gordon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sandy B,
The Cure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
New Age Steppers,
Ten City,
Sarah Menescal,
Sight & Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.