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 Nepal and from Spokane.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Youth Brigade,
Mary Jane Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roxy Music,
Icehouse,
Funkadelic,
The Gun Club,
Eddi Front,
Scratch Acid,
Subhumans,
Index,
Throbbing Gristle,
Arthur Verocai,
The Seeds,
Au Pairs,
Todd Rundgren,
Rakim,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jacques Brel,
The New Christs,
Mr. Review,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
JFA,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Guru Guru,
Nik Kershaw,
Half Japanese,
Lalann,
Fatback Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Brothers Johnson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cal Tjader,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Slits,
Television,
Cluster,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mantronix,
Glambeats Corp.,
Flamin' Groovies,
B.T. Express,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Althea and Donna,
The Human League,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Monks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skriet,
The Doobie Brothers,
Motorama,
The Last Poets,
MDC,
The Smiths,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.