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 Venezuela and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Remains to the funk 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sarah Menescal,
Don Cherry,
Livin' Joy,
Quando Quango,
Chris Corsano,
Nik Kershaw,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Talk Talk,
Y Pants,
The Trojans,
The Human League,
John Coltrane,
The Young Rascals,
The Residents,
Television Personalities,
Hot Snakes,
The J.B.'s,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Average White Band,
Faust,
Sight & Sound,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Goldenarms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Altered Images,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eden Ahbez,
Prince Buster,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Quadrant,
Intrusion,
The Misunderstood,
The Gap Band,
Sparks,
Glenn Branca,
Bauhaus,
Crash Course in Science,
Juan Atkins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wings,
Dave Gahan,
Mars,
Eurythmics,
Mary Jane Girls,
Swell Maps,
Faraquet,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Das Ding,
Niagra,
Gang Starr,
Matthew Halsall,
Model 500,
The Litter,
The Selecter,
Boredoms,
The Tremeloes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Outsiders,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.