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 Nicaragua and from London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet 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 Soft Machine to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
DJ Style,
Bootsy Collins,
Dual Sessions,
The Electric Prunes,
Neu!,
Dave Gahan,
Prince Buster,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Mummies,
Brand Nubian,
Mad Mike,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jeff Mills,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Henry Cow,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lalo Schifrin,
Faust,
The Fugs,
Soulsonic Force,
Television Personalities,
Eurythmics,
Massinfluence,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scion,
Second Layer,
Sparks,
Junior Murvin,
Severed Heads,
The Sonics,
Josef K,
Delta 5,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Depeche Mode,
The Beau Brummels,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eden Ahbez,
Derrick Morgan,
Magazine,
The Gladiators,
The Searchers,
Guru Guru,
Subhumans,
Cecil Taylor,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ronnie Foster,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Flipper,
Zero Boys,
Eve St. Jones,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
One Last Wish,
Mission of Burma,
Wasted Youth,
Nas,
Average White Band,
Suicide,
MC5,
Eddi Front,
Public Enemy,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.