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 Afghanistan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 Johnny Clarke to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Kerri Chandler,
The Busters,
Simply Red,
Theoretical Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
X-Ray Spex,
Chrome,
Donald Byrd,
Bizarre Inc.,
Yazoo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Au Pairs,
The Residents,
Pylon,
Zapp,
Freddie Wadling,
Judy Mowatt,
Alison Limerick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Shoche,
Scrapy,
Fatback Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Circle Jerks,
John Lydon,
Eric Copeland,
Fela Kuti,
Faust,
48th St. Collective,
Minnie Riperton,
Slave,
The Barracudas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ultra Naté,
The Happenings,
Inner City,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Intrusion,
Nas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Blues Magoos,
Kaleidoscope,
Boredoms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Neu!,
The Trojans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bush Tetras,
Audionom,
Soulsonic Force,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Hashim,
Funkadelic,
Gang of Four,
Ituana,
Suburban Knight,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.