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 Belarus and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Rapeman to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Albert Ayler,
Faust,
Juan Atkins,
Patti Smith,
Magma,
Metal Thangz,
Freddie Wadling,
Todd Rundgren,
The Litter,
Amon Düül II,
The J.B.'s,
Davy DMX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fluxion,
Radiohead,
Amazonics,
Groovy Waters,
Soulsonic Force,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gap Band,
Blake Baxter,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Green,
Chris & Cosey,
Sexual Harrassment,
Skriet,
The Associates,
Fear,
Janne Schatter,
Pulsallama,
Michelle Simonal,
Quando Quango,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Residents,
Ituana,
Pylon,
Eden Ahbez,
Ultra Naté,
The Buckinghams,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Dirtbombs,
The Star Department,
Warren Ellis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Camberwell Now,
Duran Duran,
Vainqueur,
Swans,
Bauhaus,
The Mummies,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick Morgan,
Monks,
Adolescents,
Camouflage,
Lower 48,
Banda Bassotti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
La Düsseldorf,
Flamin' Groovies,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.