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 Mongolia and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Siglo XX to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Lebanon Hanover,
MDC,
Scratch Acid,
Don Cherry,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jandek,
Barrington Levy,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Cell,
Monolake,
Crash Course in Science,
Gabor Szabo,
Brick,
The Black Dice,
Royal Trux,
MC5,
Wings,
Dawn Penn,
Freddie Wadling,
The Real Kids,
Television Personalities,
Gong,
Cecil Taylor,
The Trojans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Coltrane,
Kenny Larkin,
Inner City,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Sheep,
The Saints,
Joe Finger,
Guru Guru,
Ohio Players,
John Holt,
Amon Düül II,
Robert Wyatt,
OOIOO,
Animal Collective,
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fad Gadget,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Livin' Joy,
Reagan Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Bluetip,
Mantronix,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sonics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Martian,
The Skatalites,
Circle Jerks,
Neil Young,
EPMD,
Davy DMX,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.