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 Czech Republic and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Swans,
Vainqueur,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kerri Chandler,
Sight & Sound,
Clear Light,
the Bar-Kays,
Kas Product,
Donald Byrd,
The Skatalites,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Drive Like Jehu,
Shuggie Otis,
Bobby Byrd,
Yellowson,
Hasil Adkins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Isaac Hayes,
The Martian,
Soul II Soul,
the Human League,
Gang Starr,
Pierre Henry,
Hardrive,
Al Stewart,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Harmonia,
Ponytail,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
T.S.O.L.,
Rosa Yemen,
Man Parrish,
Johnny Clarke,
Negative Approach,
Kevin Saunderson,
Liliput,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sister Nancy,
Moebius,
Funkadelic,
Intrusion,
Joe Smooth,
Black Moon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Bananas,
Marine Girls,
Rekid,
The Leaves,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brass Construction,
The Toasters,
H. Thieme,
Severed Heads,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Sonics,
John Holt,
The Fall,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.