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 France and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 These Immortal Souls to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Germs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Outsiders,
Morten Harket,
Hot Snakes,
Wire,
The Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Alphaville,
Stereo Dub,
Kenny Larkin,
The Trojans,
Johnny Clarke,
Scrapy,
Godley & Creme,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eden Ahbez,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Modern Lovers,
Letta Mbulu,
The Count Five,
Ten City,
The Mummies,
Grandmaster Flash,
New York Dolls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Niagra,
Icehouse,
Maleditus Sound,
Boredoms,
PIL,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Japan,
Aloha Tigers,
The Beau Brummels,
Stiv Bators,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fuzztones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
These Immortal Souls,
Visage,
Kerri Chandler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Smooth,
Pagans,
Warsaw,
The Smiths,
the Sonics,
Flamin' Groovies,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
June of 44,
Bill Wells,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brand Nubian,
Iggy Pop,
The Motions,
The Barracudas,
New Age Steppers,
Anthony Braxton,
Eve St. Jones,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.