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 Niger and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 The New Christs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nick Fraelich,
Kayak,
Goldenarms,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
La Düsseldorf,
Smog,
The Detroit Cobras,
Carl Craig,
Blake Baxter,
Theoretical Girls,
The United States of America,
Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Juan Atkins,
cv313,
Warsaw,
New Age Steppers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fatback Band,
Faraquet,
Jandek,
Excepter,
Nirvana,
Shuggie Otis,
The Barracudas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Danielle Patucci,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dennis Brown,
The Fuzztones,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Liliput,
John Holt,
Marine Girls,
The Flesh Eaters,
Charles Mingus,
Max Romeo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joey Negro,
Pylon,
Zero Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Womack,
The Cramps,
Tubeway Army,
Brick,
Eden Ahbez,
Sound Behaviour,
KRS-One,
Toni Rubio,
Young Marble Giants,
Josef K,
Swans,
Crime,
Oneida,
Heaven 17,
Scan 7,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.