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 Mauritius and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Adolescents to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Liliput,
the Association,
Rod Modell,
Eli Mardock,
Joyce Sims,
Chrome,
The Leaves,
48th St. Collective,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Sonics,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sixth Finger,
Angry Samoans,
The Motions,
Ronan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cure,
Howard Jones,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Reed,
Brick,
Bill Near,
Metal Thangz,
FM Einheit,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cal Tjader,
Heaven 17,
Pulsallama,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Altered Images,
Ludus,
Pagans,
The Slackers,
Henry Cow,
Godley & Creme,
Glambeats Corp.,
Archie Shepp,
The Barracudas,
Audionom,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vladislav Delay,
Severed Heads,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Model 500,
LL Cool J,
The Fortunes,
Cymande,
L. Decosne,
David McCallum,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soft Cell,
Pylon,
The Gun Club,
Quando Quango,
Gichy Dan,
Juan Atkins,
Visage,
The Invisible,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.