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 Lesotho and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb 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 Oneida to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sarah Menescal,
Electric Prunes,
Gabor Szabo,
Minutemen,
Faust,
Barclay James Harvest,
48th St. Collective,
Matthew Halsall,
Byron Stingily,
Boz Scaggs,
Tim Buckley,
Angry Samoans,
Heaven 17,
Guru Guru,
a-ha,
Pussy Galore,
Dawn Penn,
Brand Nubian,
Radiopuhelimet,
Excepter,
Darondo,
John Holt,
Pylon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roger Hodgson,
Joy Division,
Kaleidoscope,
Joe Smooth,
The Kinks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pulsallama,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Smog,
Gregory Isaacs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Barrington Levy,
U.S. Maple,
Reuben Wilson,
June Days,
Metal Thangz,
Donny Hathaway,
Ohio Players,
T.S.O.L.,
Blancmange,
Fatback Band,
Tom Boy,
T. Rex,
Absolute Body Control,
Bang On A Can,
Juan Atkins,
Technova,
Steve Hackett,
Alphaville,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Moody Blues,
The Neon Judgement,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.