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 India and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Grey Daturas to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Royal Trux,
The Blackbyrds,
Wasted Youth,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Panda Bear,
Porter Ricks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soulsonic Force,
Nirvana,
Joensuu 1685,
Blake Baxter,
Marvin Gaye,
Public Enemy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bootsy Collins,
PIL,
Crime,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nils Olav,
The Sound,
Flash Fearless,
ABBA,
Deadbeat,
Eric Copeland,
Brass Construction,
The Cramps,
The Trojans,
Subhumans,
Blossom Toes,
Isaac Hayes,
Mars,
Monks,
Groovy Waters,
Suburban Knight,
Terry Callier,
Janne Schatter,
The Busters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Patti Smith,
Maurizio,
Altered Images,
Black Sheep,
Guru Guru,
MC5,
cv313,
Excepter,
Sound Behaviour,
Duran Duran,
Connie Case,
The Tremeloes,
Erasure,
Sandy B,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gun Club,
Cecil Taylor,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mission of Burma,
Massinfluence,
Qualms,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.