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 Poland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the crunk 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Soulsonic Force,
Moss Icon,
The Offenders,
The Vogues,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crooked Eye,
Animal Collective,
Rakim,
Rod Modell,
Y Pants,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pet Shop Boys,
Public Image Ltd.,
Easy Going,
Amon Düül,
Maleditus Sound,
Soft Machine,
Robert Hood,
Scion,
John Coltrane,
Procol Harum,
Blake Baxter,
the Human League,
The Motions,
The Raincoats,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lalann,
The Mummies,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radiopuhelimet,
Anthony Braxton,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Leonard Cohen,
Sixth Finger,
Harry Pussy,
Lower 48,
Deakin,
Matthew Halsall,
Agitation Free,
Fatback Band,
Soul II Soul,
Pole,
Ohio Players,
The Tremeloes,
LL Cool J,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter and Kerry,
Dual Sessions,
Minutemen,
Young Marble Giants,
Marvin Gaye,
Dave Gahan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Freddie Wadling,
Vainqueur,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Surgeon,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.