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 Ukraine and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 David Bowie 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 Gregory Isaacs to the punk 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Barrington Levy,
Unrelated Segments,
a-ha,
Soul II Soul,
Traffic Nightmare,
Trumans Water,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minnie Riperton,
Matthew Halsall,
Average White Band,
Sandy B,
Brick,
Monks,
Lakeside,
F. McDonald,
Public Image Ltd.,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Teasers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jeff Lynne,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Stiv Bators,
Rekid,
Crash Course in Science,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Görl,
Stereo Dub,
Boz Scaggs,
Joyce Sims,
The Modern Lovers,
Delta 5,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Essential Logic,
The Smoke,
The Doobie Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Shoche,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Red Krayola,
T. Rex,
Stockholm Monsters,
Harry Pussy,
Sparks,
Robert Hood,
The Busters,
Y Pants,
The Invisible,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Offenders,
Wings,
Tres Demented,
Jawbox,
Magma,
Metal Thangz,
EPMD,
Porter Ricks,
Bush Tetras,
Loose Ends,
The Fugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.