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 Netherlands and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lalo Schifrin to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Barrington Levy,
Iggy Pop,
Ituana,
Lalo Schifrin,
Los Fastidios,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Todd Terry,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yellowson,
T. Rex,
Subhumans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Five Americans,
Ice-T,
Sugar Minott,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Flash Fearless,
H. Thieme,
JFA,
Kaleidoscope,
The Seeds,
Rod Modell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The United States of America,
The Monochrome Set,
Isaac Hayes,
Slick Rick,
Pulsallama,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fluxion,
Echospace,
Ronan,
Ponytail,
Gichy Dan,
Rapeman,
Swell Maps,
Skaos,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Half Japanese,
Visage,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
a-ha,
David McCallum,
Flipper,
Eli Mardock,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Motions,
Black Sheep,
The Raincoats,
Jeff Lynne,
Colin Newman,
Cecil Taylor,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skarface,
Archie Shepp,
Fear,
Eric Dolphy,
Reagan Youth,
Aaron Thompson,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.