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 Guyana and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the rock 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bootsy Collins,
Charles Mingus,
Funky Four + One,
Slick Rick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Godley & Creme,
Cabaret Voltaire,
10cc,
Gang Starr,
Boogie Down Productions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Amon Düül,
Matthew Halsall,
Cluster,
Marvin Gaye,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Barrington Levy,
Shuggie Otis,
Harmonia,
Joy Division,
John Holt,
Leonard Cohen,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gang Gang Dance,
Man Parrish,
Desert Stars,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fad Gadget,
Chrome,
Suburban Knight,
Sun City Girls,
The Divine Comedy,
Kerri Chandler,
Lightning Bolt,
Procol Harum,
Alice Coltrane,
The Black Dice,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pagans,
Kenny Larkin,
Maleditus Sound,
Japan,
Dawn Penn,
Electric Prunes,
Drexciya,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Raincoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
Niagra,
Scion,
One Last Wish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
China Crisis,
Piero Umiliani,
Model 500,
Nick Fraelich,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-102,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.