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 Chad and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 synthesizer 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rock 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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Royal Trux,
Scott Walker,
Delta 5,
DNA,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pierre Henry,
The Seeds,
Danielle Patucci,
Kas Product,
Deakin,
The Mojo Men,
The Grass Roots,
Matthew Bourne,
Siglo XX,
Dave Gahan,
Aloha Tigers,
10cc,
D'Angelo,
Livin' Joy,
China Crisis,
Robert Wyatt,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joy Division,
Vainqueur,
The Martian,
Yellowson,
Agent Orange,
Iggy Pop,
Fatback Band,
CMW,
World's Most,
Prince Buster,
The Gap Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Todd Rundgren,
Magma,
The Blues Magoos,
Darondo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Invisible,
the Association,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eve St. Jones,
Robert Görl,
Flipper,
Agitation Free,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Piero Umiliani,
David Bowie,
Oblivians,
John Coltrane,
Erykah Badu,
Public Enemy,
Cluster,
Matthew Halsall,
Isaac Hayes,
Massinfluence,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.