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 Zambia and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Chris & Cosey,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eden Ahbez,
Au Pairs,
AZ,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Techniques,
Black Bananas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Whodini,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Johnny Osbourne,
Althea and Donna,
Unwound,
The Shadows of Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alton Ellis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crispian St. Peters,
T. Rex,
Marine Girls,
The Angels of Light,
This Heat,
Amon Düül II,
David McCallum,
the Normal,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gun Club,
Excepter,
The Residents,
World's Most,
Mars,
Frankie Knuckles,
ABC,
Minutemen,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Alarm Clocks,
Monolake,
K-Klass,
Funkadelic,
La Düsseldorf,
the Slits,
48th St. Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
Sister Nancy,
The Birthday Party,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tubeway Army,
Massinfluence,
Gang of Four,
Lungfish,
The Walker Brothers,
E-Dancer,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Liliput,
Jeff Mills,
Outsiders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.