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 Cuba and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Au Pairs to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Robert Görl,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lightning Bolt,
Sparks,
Cheater Slicks,
MC5,
Soulsonic Force,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Henry Cow,
Todd Terry,
Supertramp,
The Walker Brothers,
Radio Birdman,
cv313,
The Mojo Men,
Marmalade,
Adolescents,
Ten City,
Lakeside,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Porter Ricks,
Trumans Water,
the Association,
X-101,
Malaria!,
Slick Rick,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Dirtbombs,
Fear,
Visage,
Masters at Work,
Kayak,
Thompson Twins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deadbeat,
China Crisis,
Circle Jerks,
Scratch Acid,
Depeche Mode,
Erykah Badu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sonic Youth,
Kenny Larkin,
Brand Nubian,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Names,
Whodini,
Lalo Schifrin,
Absolute Body Control,
Funky Four + One,
The Evens,
Main Source,
Gichy Dan,
Newcleus,
Television Personalities,
Susan Cadogan,
Country Teasers,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.