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 Serbia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord 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 Arab on Radar to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Ultimate Spinach,
Trumans Water,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cluster,
Au Pairs,
AZ,
Heaven 17,
Unrelated Segments,
Charles Mingus,
Newcleus,
Duran Duran,
Flipper,
Al Stewart,
James White and The Blacks,
Fat Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
New York Dolls,
Josef K,
Excepter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Coltrane,
48th St. Collective,
Sparks,
The Martian,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Carl Craig,
Porter Ricks,
Gabor Szabo,
David McCallum,
Rakim,
Camouflage,
Mad Mike,
Lungfish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Boredoms,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed,
Idris Muhammad,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tomorrow,
Sister Nancy,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Christie,
Nick Fraelich,
Terry Callier,
Eric Copeland,
Fad Gadget,
The Velvet Underground,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Zapp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
June Days,
Peter & Gordon,
Aaron Thompson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rufus Thomas,
Cecil Taylor,
Roy Ayers,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.