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 Germany and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Todd Rundgren to the jazz 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Circle Jerks,
Duran Duran,
Henry Cow,
The Mojo Men,
OOIOO,
Davy DMX,
Scrapy,
Icehouse,
Mantronix,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Y Pants,
Lindisfarne,
Todd Rundgren,
Wasted Youth,
The Star Department,
Bobby Sherman,
New York Dolls,
The Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Oneida,
Negative Approach,
Deadbeat,
Ken Boothe,
Bush Tetras,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Fugs,
X-Ray Spex,
Lightning Bolt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Christie,
Ituana,
Warren Ellis,
MDC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Toasters,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Gun Club,
The Young Rascals,
Fear,
Skriet,
Spandau Ballet,
Mad Mike,
Electric Prunes,
Kenny Larkin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Massinfluence,
Soul Sonic Force,
Johnny Osbourne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Carl Craig,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
a-ha,
Liliput,
Surgeon,
The Gladiators,
The Walker Brothers,
the Germs,
Altered Images,
Black Flag,
Outsiders,
Pierre Henry,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.