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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scratch Acid to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and an oboe 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 synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Newcleus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Graham Central Station,
The Angels of Light,
Ohio Players,
Banda Bassotti,
Warsaw,
Jimmy McGriff,
Matthew Bourne,
LL Cool J,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Suburban Knight,
The Stooges,
The Zeros,
Matthew Halsall,
The Grass Roots,
Rufus Thomas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Panda Bear,
Bootsy Collins,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neu!,
Skaos,
Suicide,
Scott Walker,
The Last Poets,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Little Man,
Joensuu 1685,
The Red Krayola,
Andrew Hill,
The Pretty Things,
Minor Threat,
The Monks,
The Happenings,
Black Moon,
Alice Coltrane,
Bang On A Can,
Tomorrow,
Index,
Fat Boys,
Kas Product,
The Invisible,
The Standells,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gabor Szabo,
Wasted Youth,
Sight & Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Crooked Eye,
Mantronix,
Ludus,
New Order,
Unwound,
Black Sheep,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dark Day,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.