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 Tuvalu and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sonics 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Metal Thangz,
Neu!,
The Fuzztones,
Danielle Patucci,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eden Ahbez,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roxy Music,
Man Parrish,
Franke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Todd Terry,
Idris Muhammad,
Joey Negro,
Mars,
The Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
Ultravox,
Moss Icon,
Theoretical Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Reagan Youth,
the Normal,
Panda Bear,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Basic Channel,
Arab on Radar,
The Walker Brothers,
Connie Case,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Liliput,
One Last Wish,
Graham Central Station,
X-101,
Radiopuhelimet,
World's Most,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mad Mike,
The Standells,
Siglo XX,
Sparks,
Amon Düül,
Blancmange,
Lightning Bolt,
Gabor Szabo,
Subhumans,
The Red Krayola,
Silicon Teens,
Drexciya,
X-102,
Amon Düül II,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mantronix,
The Sonics,
Masters at Work,
ABC,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.