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 Andorra and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Television to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Silicon Teens,
Alice Coltrane,
Kurtis Blow,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Piero Umiliani,
China Crisis,
The American Breed,
Mary Jane Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jesper Dahlback,
Niagra,
Graham Central Station,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Mad Mike,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Interpol,
Kerri Chandler,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cowsills,
T. Rex,
Minor Threat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Grass Roots,
This Heat,
The Red Krayola,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lyres,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ten City,
Fat Boys,
Angry Samoans,
John Foxx,
Josef K,
Quando Quango,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glenn Branca,
Pere Ubu,
Gang Starr,
Suicide,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sam Rivers,
Young Marble Giants,
Bizarre Inc.,
Schoolly D,
Radiohead,
Soulsonic Force,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anakelly,
Agent Orange,
The Mummies,
Chrome,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gun Club,
Sparks,
John Holt,
Franke,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.