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 Barbados and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Infiniti to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Unrelated Segments,
Reagan Youth,
Cluster,
Ice-T,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sällskapet,
Lightning Bolt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aaron Thompson,
Glenn Branca,
Saccharine Trust,
Vladislav Delay,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Blackbyrds,
ABBA,
World's Most,
The Move,
The American Breed,
Kevin Saunderson,
Das Ding,
Rosa Yemen,
Hoover,
The Selecter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Peter & Gordon,
Shoche,
Nick Fraelich,
Iggy Pop,
The Searchers,
Outsiders,
Essential Logic,
the Slits,
Moebius,
Aloha Tigers,
Lower 48,
These Immortal Souls,
Rod Modell,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Misunderstood,
Accadde A,
Lou Christie,
Supertramp,
Swans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Parry Music,
The Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Soulsonic Force,
Anakelly,
Massinfluence,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fall,
Tears for Fears,
Grey Daturas,
Livin' Joy,
Section 25,
The Seeds,
Sound Behaviour,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.