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 Iraq and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Whodini,
Drive Like Jehu,
Technova,
Kurtis Blow,
Icehouse,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bill Wells,
Tomorrow,
Big Daddy Kane,
Minor Threat,
The Slackers,
Nik Kershaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
June Days,
Alphaville,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quantec,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marmalade,
Monolake,
MC5,
Quadrant,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dennis Brown,
Harry Pussy,
Aloha Tigers,
Heaven 17,
Hasil Adkins,
A Certain Ratio,
Adolescents,
Ultimate Spinach,
Reagan Youth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kool Moe Dee,
Country Teasers,
The Invisible,
Kas Product,
kango's stein massive,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mojo Men,
The Remains,
Blake Baxter,
Nirvana,
Rakim,
New Age Steppers,
R.M.O.,
Minny Pops,
Joensuu 1685,
Alice Coltrane,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sam Rivers,
Marvin Gaye,
DJ Style,
The Human League,
The Moleskins,
Suicide,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.