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 Netherlands and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare 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 Althea and Donna to the rock 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Howard Jones,
Banda Bassotti,
Albert Ayler,
the Sonics,
The Offenders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soul Sonic Force,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Stooges,
The Sonics,
Eli Mardock,
David McCallum,
Funkadelic,
Maleditus Sound,
Television Personalities,
The Mummies,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Amazonics,
Chris Corsano,
Eden Ahbez,
DJ Sneak,
Faust,
The Seeds,
Yazoo,
The Sound,
Blossom Toes,
Sandy B,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed,
Schoolly D,
Wasted Youth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lakeside,
Donald Byrd,
Newcleus,
The Smiths,
The Searchers,
Hot Snakes,
Skarface,
Tubeway Army,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fat Boys,
Fear,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gap Band,
Quando Quango,
Arthur Verocai,
Gang Starr,
Eric Copeland,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Monks,
Moebius,
Black Pus,
The Young Rascals,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.