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 Finland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Skaos to the punk 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Johnny Osbourne,
Q and Not U,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Offenders,
The Monks,
Nico,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Birthday Party,
Gong,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minor Threat,
Easy Going,
Ken Boothe,
CMW,
John Foxx,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jeff Mills,
PIL,
Barbara Tucker,
Lindisfarne,
The Music Machine,
Gil Scott Heron,
Popol Vuh,
Drexciya,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Velvet Underground,
Delon & Dalcan,
Matthew Bourne,
Jeru the Damaja,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bill Near,
The Invisible,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Magma,
Q65,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tropical Tobacco,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Don Cherry,
The Gap Band,
The Grass Roots,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tears for Fears,
Toni Rubio,
MDC,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Leonard Cohen,
Connie Case,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dual Sessions,
Mark Hollis,
Blake Baxter,
Max Romeo,
Fugazi,
Mantronix,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.