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 Congo and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Colin Newman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Eve St. Jones,
The Neon Judgement,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Alarm Clocks,
Unrelated Segments,
Rufus Thomas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
La Düsseldorf,
Aloha Tigers,
Joe Smooth,
EPMD,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lower 48,
kango's stein massive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gichy Dan,
the Normal,
The Misunderstood,
the Association,
Half Japanese,
Nick Fraelich,
Pagans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Y Pants,
Michelle Simonal,
The Litter,
John Foxx,
Ronan,
Pussy Galore,
Barry Ungar,
The Smiths,
B.T. Express,
The Durutti Column,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wally Richardson,
ABBA,
Minnie Riperton,
The Stooges,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Country Teasers,
Bush Tetras,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gastr Del Sol,
Groovy Waters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hashim,
the Sonics,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Derrick May,
Matthew Halsall,
Andrew Hill,
Warren Ellis,
Au Pairs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Khruangbin,
Fugazi,
Sun Ra,
Pylon,
Panda Bear,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.