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 Croatia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Nils Olav to the crunk 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Saccharine Trust,
The Gap Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skarface,
Franke,
Moss Icon,
UT,
Scrapy,
Radiohead,
Black Sheep,
Dead Boys,
Infiniti,
Y Pants,
Soul II Soul,
DJ Sneak,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minor Threat,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Raincoats,
Nick Fraelich,
China Crisis,
Surgeon,
Ossler,
Television Personalities,
Lakeside,
Slick Rick,
Easy Going,
John Coltrane,
MDC,
Section 25,
La Düsseldorf,
Ralphi Rosario,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Smog,
Livin' Joy,
Matthew Bourne,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alphaville,
Deadbeat,
Carl Craig,
Susan Cadogan,
Aural Exciters,
EPMD,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Danielle Patucci,
Funkadelic,
Cluster,
Metal Thangz,
World's Most,
Laurel Aitken,
Juan Atkins,
Warren Ellis,
Intrusion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Godley & Creme,
This Heat,
Aloha Tigers,
Arcadia,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.