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 Nauru and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 Animal Collective to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mojo Men,
X-101,
Yazoo,
Bronski Beat,
Procol Harum,
Mandrill,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Birthday Party,
X-102,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ronnie Foster,
Camouflage,
The Human League,
Sight & Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Techniques,
Franke,
Agent Orange,
Black Pus,
China Crisis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stereo Dub,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sixth Finger,
UT,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
48th St. Collective,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Invisible,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Depeche Mode,
The Trojans,
Second Layer,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kenny Larkin,
Brass Construction,
Aaron Thompson,
the Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
The Real Kids,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The American Breed,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nirvana,
Albert Ayler,
Young Marble Giants,
The Mummies,
Leonard Cohen,
Tres Demented,
The Vogues,
Rod Modell,
Excepter,
Dead Boys,
Rufus Thomas,
Quando Quango,
Mars,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.