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 Niger and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Spoonie Gee to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Von Mondo,
The Neon Judgement,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gichy Dan,
Arab on Radar,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jawbox,
Minor Threat,
Sonny Sharrock,
Procol Harum,
Sarah Menescal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Outsiders,
Parry Music,
Skarface,
Television,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deepchord,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pere Ubu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Derrick Morgan,
Essential Logic,
Vainqueur,
Rod Modell,
Lower 48,
Clear Light,
Black Flag,
Little Man,
Cheater Slicks,
The Busters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barbara Tucker,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The United States of America,
Jandek,
Ken Boothe,
Black Bananas,
Neil Young,
Soul II Soul,
Mars,
The Grass Roots,
Suburban Knight,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mad Mike,
The Last Poets,
Mo-Dettes,
Jacob Miller,
Scan 7,
Intrusion,
Alison Limerick,
Marine Girls,
The Remains,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed,
F. McDonald,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lyres,
Glenn Branca,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Drive Like Jehu,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.