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 Uruguay and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Monks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
The Fall,
Crime,
Sound Behaviour,
Von Mondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Associates,
Anakelly,
The J.B.'s,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Davy DMX,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Yaz,
Nico,
Don Cherry,
Quadrant,
the Germs,
Tim Buckley,
Pole,
Rotary Connection,
Archie Shepp,
U.S. Maple,
Alison Limerick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The United States of America,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Trumans Water,
Banda Bassotti,
Fela Kuti,
The Seeds,
Amazonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Colin Newman,
Talk Talk,
Albert Ayler,
10cc,
Tres Demented,
ABC,
Lindisfarne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin,
L. Decosne,
Lightning Bolt,
Model 500,
Monks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
DNA,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gun Club,
The Vogues,
Donny Hathaway,
Nirvana,
Joey Negro,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DJ Style,
Deadbeat,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.