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 Singapore and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare 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 Dual Sessions to the electroclash 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Nils Olav,
The Star Department,
Harmonia,
Tres Demented,
LL Cool J,
The American Breed,
H. Thieme,
Bobby Byrd,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jeru the Damaja,
Wally Richardson,
The Buckinghams,
Derrick Morgan,
One Last Wish,
Half Japanese,
Skaos,
Dennis Brown,
Steve Hackett,
Althea and Donna,
Heaven 17,
Alice Coltrane,
F. McDonald,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Suburban Knight,
The Saints,
Davy DMX,
James White and The Blacks,
Soul II Soul,
David Bowie,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lungfish,
Camouflage,
The Blues Magoos,
Spoonie Gee,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roxy Music,
Patti Smith,
Robert Görl,
Boredoms,
The Mummies,
Cybotron,
Pylon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Seeds,
Bobby Sherman,
The Sonics,
In Retrospect,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rapeman,
The Beau Brummels,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Real Kids,
Banda Bassotti,
The Invisible,
Jimmy McGriff,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.