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 Iran and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lucky Dragons to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
a-ha,
Lucky Dragons,
Skaos,
The Real Kids,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Basic Channel,
Cecil Taylor,
Boredoms,
Erasure,
Inner City,
Kaleidoscope,
Zapp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joe Finger,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Susan Cadogan,
John Foxx,
Deakin,
Mission of Burma,
Ludus,
Khruangbin,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Infiniti,
Outsiders,
Tim Buckley,
Eve St. Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiohead,
Neu!,
Brothers Johnson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Niagra,
Quantec,
Index,
FM Einheit,
Goldenarms,
The Happenings,
Stockholm Monsters,
Masters at Work,
Jacques Brel,
Todd Terry,
Scott Walker,
The American Breed,
Johnny Clarke,
Harmonia,
Unrelated Segments,
The Buckinghams,
The Remains,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Faust,
Pantytec,
Rosa Yemen,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Colin Newman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fat Boys,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pere Ubu,
Ultra Naté,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.