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 Vietnam and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Swell Maps to the rock 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Lower 48,
Albert Ayler,
Eve St. Jones,
Technova,
The Blackbyrds,
Pere Ubu,
The Evens,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Toni Rubio,
Radiopuhelimet,
Severed Heads,
Andrew Hill,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nirvana,
Grauzone,
Barbara Tucker,
The Seeds,
Silicon Teens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soft Machine,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Golliwogs,
Byron Stingily,
Susan Cadogan,
Aswad,
The Gap Band,
Crime,
The Fire Engines,
The Last Poets,
Brothers Johnson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Buzzcocks,
The J.B.'s,
The Neon Judgement,
The Invisible,
Minutemen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ossler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sun Ra,
Depeche Mode,
UT,
Deepchord,
Thompson Twins,
Spandau Ballet,
Amon Düül,
The Blues Magoos,
Circle Jerks,
Davy DMX,
Absolute Body Control,
U.S. Maple,
Lakeside,
Jeff Lynne,
La Düsseldorf,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gil Scott Heron,
L. Decosne,
The Velvet Underground,
Audionom,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.