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 Paraguay and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 Skaos to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Dual Sessions,
Stereo Dub,
Eric Dolphy,
the Human League,
Man Eating Sloth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
This Heat,
Tres Demented,
Japan,
Sonic Youth,
Grey Daturas,
Colin Newman,
The Techniques,
Roxette,
Hoover,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Altered Images,
Unwound,
Rakim,
Susan Cadogan,
Neil Young,
Joensuu 1685,
The Associates,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Soft Cell,
The Cure,
Brothers Johnson,
John Foxx,
The Kinks,
Nils Olav,
The Vogues,
The Angels of Light,
The Motions,
The Wake,
New York Dolls,
CMW,
MC5,
Mission of Burma,
Goldenarms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gichy Dan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dark Day,
LL Cool J,
Black Sheep,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Five Americans,
Minnie Riperton,
Mark Hollis,
Youth Brigade,
Nation of Ulysses,
Symarip,
H. Thieme,
Throbbing Gristle,
X-102,
Negative Approach,
Easy Going,
Suburban Knight,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.