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 Serbia and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin 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 Model 500 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cecil Taylor,
Roxy Music,
Kas Product,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Spandau Ballet,
Porter Ricks,
Eurythmics,
New Age Steppers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Sonics,
Amon Düül II,
Clear Light,
Harry Pussy,
The Searchers,
D'Angelo,
Glenn Branca,
Letta Mbulu,
The Saints,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultravox,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Panda Bear,
Jeff Mills,
Sun Ra,
The Zeros,
Television Personalities,
Dave Gahan,
The Skatalites,
Archie Shepp,
Henry Cow,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kurtis Blow,
Pussy Galore,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Josef K,
Camberwell Now,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mo-Dettes,
The Raincoats,
The Birthday Party,
The Move,
Popol Vuh,
The Cramps,
Black Moon,
Von Mondo,
Joey Negro,
Freddie Wadling,
The Blackbyrds,
Moebius,
Ronan,
The Techniques,
June Days,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bush Tetras,
Country Teasers,
Ten City,
T. Rex,
Surgeon,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.