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 Tajikistan and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
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 Agitation Free to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Toni Rubio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
CMW,
Ornette Coleman,
Tears for Fears,
Japan,
Youth Brigade,
John Lydon,
Reuben Wilson,
Stereo Dub,
The Invisible,
The Residents,
Symarip,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Donald Byrd,
Minnie Riperton,
the Sonics,
E-Dancer,
Robert Wyatt,
Crooked Eye,
Faust,
Tommy Roe,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Matthew Halsall,
Sugar Minott,
Los Fastidios,
Marc Almond,
Slave,
DJ Style,
AZ,
Blancmange,
The Stooges,
Erasure,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Underground Resistance,
Kenny Larkin,
Big Daddy Kane,
cv313,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nas,
Audionom,
The Real Kids,
Easy Going,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Litter,
Pole,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kaleidoscope,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Agitation Free,
Sun Ra,
Pantaleimon,
Sonic Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Television Personalities,
Fela Kuti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wasted Youth,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.