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 Comoros and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Theoretical Girls,
Jacob Miller,
Bad Manners,
Lebanon Hanover,
Heaven 17,
Camberwell Now,
New York Dolls,
China Crisis,
Bill Wells,
The Angels of Light,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fall,
Amon Düül,
Delta 5,
Essential Logic,
Neu!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mummies,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fortunes,
OOIOO,
Arthur Verocai,
In Retrospect,
Lou Christie,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ronan,
Ultra Naté,
The American Breed,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gap Band,
Man Parrish,
Ten City,
Scott Walker,
Faraquet,
The Cowsills,
The Shadows of Knight,
Slave,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Howard Jones,
Black Bananas,
John Holt,
Scrapy,
the Sonics,
Maleditus Sound,
The Alarm Clocks,
MDC,
Minor Threat,
Alton Ellis,
Von Mondo,
Carl Craig,
Piero Umiliani,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nico,
Young Marble Giants,
Con Funk Shun,
The Litter,
Soul Sonic Force,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.