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 Czech Republic and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Hashim to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Michelle Simonal,
Moebius,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fatback Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fortunes,
Kaleidoscope,
Newcleus,
The United States of America,
Ponytail,
Schoolly D,
Hardrive,
Soul II Soul,
John Cale,
Slave,
Nils Olav,
Adolescents,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Outsiders,
Man Parrish,
Danielle Patucci,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zero Boys,
The Gories,
Dawn Penn,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Moleskins,
Morten Harket,
Essential Logic,
Sixth Finger,
Alison Limerick,
The Skatalites,
Little Man,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Sonny Sharrock,
Arab on Radar,
The Buckinghams,
T. Rex,
the Soft Cell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Crash Course in Science,
Subhumans,
Faust,
Charles Mingus,
The Birthday Party,
Bush Tetras,
John Lydon,
Dave Gahan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joy Division,
Freddie Wadling,
Skriet,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.