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 Haiti and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Moebius to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
The Modern Lovers,
Fugazi,
The Real Kids,
Maleditus Sound,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stockholm Monsters,
Junior Murvin,
Young Marble Giants,
Magazine,
Royal Trux,
Jandek,
X-102,
Newcleus,
Joey Negro,
Camouflage,
Susan Cadogan,
MC5,
Alphaville,
Nas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ituana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bush Tetras,
Robert Görl,
Television,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Birthday Party,
Joensuu 1685,
Circle Jerks,
Letta Mbulu,
Accadde A,
Blossom Toes,
T. Rex,
Pulsallama,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crash Course in Science,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Robert Wyatt,
This Heat,
Ultra Naté,
Freddie Wadling,
Lou Christie,
The Red Krayola,
Cheater Slicks,
Terry Callier,
Zero Boys,
David Bowie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Country Teasers,
Eddi Front,
Clear Light,
Zapp,
Visage,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Big Daddy Kane,
Spoonie Gee,
Roxy Music,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback 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.