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 Cambodia and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Sonny Sharrock to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fugazi,
Robert Wyatt,
Eddi Front,
Donny Hathaway,
Iggy Pop,
Joe Finger,
The United States of America,
Cymande,
The Kinks,
Aloha Tigers,
the Human League,
Motorama,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Thee Headcoats,
China Crisis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantaleimon,
Au Pairs,
X-Ray Spex,
The Sonics,
The Beau Brummels,
Niagra,
Television Personalities,
The Busters,
The Angels of Light,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Electric Prunes,
New York Dolls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Heaven 17,
Curtis Mayfield,
John Coltrane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kas Product,
Radiohead,
Chris Corsano,
Simply Red,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Techniques,
48th St. Collective,
The Dirtbombs,
Eric Copeland,
Quantec,
Metal Thangz,
Darondo,
Infiniti,
Ronnie Foster,
Theoretical Girls,
Royal Trux,
Oneida,
Maleditus Sound,
The Barracudas,
Minny Pops,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swell Maps,
Scientists,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Moody Blues,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.