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 Turkey and from Beijing.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Essential Logic to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Todd Terry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
OOIOO,
The Vogues,
Excepter,
Anthony Braxton,
Inner City,
Whodini,
Tom Boy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Wasted Youth,
DJ Style,
Derrick May,
Sonny Sharrock,
Agitation Free,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wolf Eyes,
Stereo Dub,
Audionom,
Brothers Johnson,
a-ha,
The Star Department,
Bauhaus,
Ken Boothe,
Marine Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Ornette Coleman,
Mission of Burma,
Shoche,
Barrington Levy,
Maleditus Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Zapp,
Max Romeo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Niagra,
Pulsallama,
Visage,
Severed Heads,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David McCallum,
the Sonics,
Joensuu 1685,
8 Eyed Spy,
Los Fastidios,
Andrew Hill,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Second Layer,
Tubeway Army,
Nils Olav,
The Wake,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Desert Stars,
Rakim,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.