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 Mauritania and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Connie Case to the electroclash 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Ponytail,
Smog,
Simply Red,
Tubeway Army,
Henry Cow,
Funkadelic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rufus Thomas,
John Foxx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Model 500,
Blossom Toes,
Scientists,
The Move,
Judy Mowatt,
The Modern Lovers,
Los Fastidios,
EPMD,
Echospace,
Newcleus,
H. Thieme,
Dead Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Unwound,
LL Cool J,
The Selecter,
Television,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Todd Rundgren,
Deakin,
Pere Ubu,
Dark Day,
Camouflage,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Andrew Hill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Janne Schatter,
Fluxion,
B.T. Express,
Eli Mardock,
New York Dolls,
Gichy Dan,
The Vogues,
The Divine Comedy,
Ultra Naté,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions,
Au Pairs,
Quantec,
Drexciya,
Derrick May,
The Raincoats,
Ice-T,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lakeside,
Wolf Eyes,
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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.