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 Grenada and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron 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 UT to the jazz 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Lucky Dragons,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Y Pants,
Echospace,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fad Gadget,
Oneida,
T.S.O.L.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Remains,
Pagans,
The Moleskins,
John Foxx,
Rufus Thomas,
Laurel Aitken,
Country Teasers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Judy Mowatt,
Delta 5,
Niagra,
Silicon Teens,
Schoolly D,
Blake Baxter,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sonny Sharrock,
B.T. Express,
Malaria!,
Public Enemy,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Beau Brummels,
Lungfish,
The Wake,
The Stooges,
The Cure,
Half Japanese,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rod Modell,
Peter and Kerry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Curtis Mayfield,
Average White Band,
John Cale,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radiopuhelimet,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Litter,
Marine Girls,
Masters at Work,
Mars,
Sexual Harrassment,
Deadbeat,
Cluster,
Peter & Gordon,
Nik Kershaw,
Cheater Slicks,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.