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 Panama and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Eurythmics to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Theoretical Girls,
Faraquet,
The Smiths,
The Litter,
Massinfluence,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nirvana,
Bobby Sherman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lower 48,
Jeru the Damaja,
Amon Düül II,
Jeff Mills,
The New Christs,
Iggy Pop,
The Invisible,
Bush Tetras,
the Slits,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Thompson Twins,
Big Daddy Kane,
Monolake,
Deakin,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Fugs,
The Zeros,
Y Pants,
EPMD,
OOIOO,
Sam Rivers,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Knickerbockers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Anakelly,
48th St. Collective,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Real Kids,
Fugazi,
Minny Pops,
The Saints,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
L. Decosne,
Basic Channel,
New Age Steppers,
The Trojans,
The Durutti Column,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Oneida,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
Tubeway Army,
The Divine Comedy,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.