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 Liechtenstein and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Mary Jane Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lakeside,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Matthew Halsall,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scion,
Barrington Levy,
Pierre Henry,
Spandau Ballet,
Scrapy,
Barbara Tucker,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bad Manners,
Maleditus Sound,
K-Klass,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cal Tjader,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Harmonia,
Accadde A,
Franke,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Victims,
Dark Day,
Isaac Hayes,
The Seeds,
John Cale,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Chrome,
Shuggie Otis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Arthur Verocai,
Marine Girls,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scott Walker,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kevin Saunderson,
Erykah Badu,
Q65,
Average White Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Parry Music,
Eddi Front,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fortunes,
T. Rex,
The Vogues,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Invisible,
Kayak,
The Selecter,
Byron Stingily,
Bobby Womack,
Schoolly D,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.