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 Greece and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Talk Talk,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ossler,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Soft Cell,
Delta 5,
Gong,
Ralphi Rosario,
Saccharine Trust,
Janne Schatter,
Darondo,
Niagra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Reagan Youth,
Deadbeat,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Young Marble Giants,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Christie,
Zapp,
The Dirtbombs,
Danielle Patucci,
Cameo,
Swell Maps,
Avey Tare,
Sixth Finger,
Camberwell Now,
Jacques Brel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Inner City,
The Techniques,
Gregory Isaacs,
Shoche,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kayak,
New York Dolls,
the Swans,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Matthew Halsall,
The Move,
The Seeds,
Patti Smith,
Monks,
Blancmange,
Fear,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Womack,
Roy Ayers,
New Age Steppers,
Andrew Hill,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joy Division,
Grauzone,
Mo-Dettes,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.