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 Rwanda and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 June Days to the rap 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
Sun City Girls,
Wire,
Babytalk,
Pantytec,
Sight & Sound,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Raincoats,
The Kinks,
Dark Day,
Ronan,
Donny Hathaway,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mark Hollis,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jawbox,
Be Bop Deluxe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magma,
Stereo Dub,
Mandrill,
Chris Corsano,
The American Breed,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Franke,
Barry Ungar,
Soul II Soul,
Monks,
Prince Buster,
Anakelly,
Eve St. Jones,
Joensuu 1685,
Ken Boothe,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pylon,
T.S.O.L.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lungfish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Curtis Mayfield,
Donald Byrd,
Young Marble Giants,
Alison Limerick,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nas,
the Soft Cell,
Smog,
Hot Snakes,
Zapp,
Buzzcocks,
Visage,
Terrestrial Tones,
John Lydon,
the Human League,
Nick Fraelich,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Smiths,
James White and The Blacks,
Carl Craig,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.