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 Thailand and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Hoover,
New Order,
Ice-T,
The Seeds,
Kurtis Blow,
Sun Ra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alison Limerick,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Vogues,
Cameo,
Hashim,
Q and Not U,
Marshall Jefferson,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Walker Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Busters,
Rosa Yemen,
Althea and Donna,
Bobby Womack,
Freddie Wadling,
Terry Callier,
Gang of Four,
Harmonia,
Tears for Fears,
Gregory Isaacs,
Babytalk,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Stereo Dub,
Spandau Ballet,
Gabor Szabo,
Dennis Brown,
Stockholm Monsters,
L. Decosne,
Sonic Youth,
Thee Headcoats,
Grey Daturas,
Don Cherry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Agitation Free,
The Sonics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Faust,
The American Breed,
PIL,
Siglo XX,
Average White Band,
The Evens,
Joe Finger,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bad Manners,
Aswad,
Neu!,
Shoche,
Minnie Riperton,
Mr. Review,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.