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 Somalia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator 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 Laurel Aitken to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Ludus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Danielle Patucci,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dave Gahan,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grauzone,
Yellowson,
Royal Trux,
The Smoke,
Skriet,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Big Daddy Kane,
Unwound,
Lakeside,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joe Finger,
Sonic Youth,
Junior Murvin,
Audionom,
The Blues Magoos,
Scrapy,
Jandek,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
David Axelrod,
Excepter,
The Electric Prunes,
Desert Stars,
Pantaleimon,
Camberwell Now,
Fugazi,
Mo-Dettes,
Section 25,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül,
U.S. Maple,
Jesper Dahlback,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rosa Yemen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Maurizio,
Tres Demented,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Names,
The Barracudas,
The Angels of Light,
Shoche,
Jeff Lynne,
Simply Red,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.