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 Brunei and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Crispy Ambulance to the jazz 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Lou Reed,
Delta 5,
Chris Corsano,
Idris Muhammad,
the Soft Cell,
The Gap Band,
Zapp,
Dorothy Ashby,
Aloha Tigers,
Quadrant,
Chrome,
Popol Vuh,
Sonny Sharrock,
Morten Harket,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lungfish,
The Fugs,
Skaos,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rufus Thomas,
Panda Bear,
Circle Jerks,
The Five Americans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Thee Headcoats,
Crooked Eye,
Scrapy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tres Demented,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Cramps,
The Modern Lovers,
The United States of America,
Surgeon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Aaron Thompson,
Wolf Eyes,
Stereo Dub,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Minutemen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Metal Thangz,
Japan,
John Holt,
Malaria!,
Average White Band,
Amon Düül II,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Robert Hood,
New Age Steppers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Public Image Ltd.,
Skarface,
Visage,
Absolute Body Control,
the Association,
Soft Machine,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.