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 Uzbekistan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
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 808 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 Lungfish to the electroclash 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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Electric Prunes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
cv313,
Max Romeo,
Tomorrow,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The American Breed,
The Gories,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Matthew Halsall,
The Names,
Kayak,
The Leaves,
The Cramps,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rakim,
Sarah Menescal,
Intrusion,
Chris & Cosey,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Seeds,
Rekid,
EPMD,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Invisible,
The Moleskins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eden Ahbez,
Gregory Isaacs,
Animal Collective,
Wasted Youth,
Mandrill,
the Fania All-Stars,
Siglo XX,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sun Ra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cymande,
Bobby Womack,
Reagan Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Shadows of Knight,
Talk Talk,
X-Ray Spex,
Soft Machine,
The Victims,
Steve Hackett,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Funkadelic,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Kinks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Circle Jerks,
Erykah Badu,
kango's stein massive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.