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 Kazakhstan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Saints to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dead Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
Funkadelic,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Germs,
The Litter,
Joe Smooth,
Lightning Bolt,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Doobie Brothers,
Moss Icon,
The Index,
Au Pairs,
Joensuu 1685,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Depeche Mode,
Bauhaus,
Scion,
La Düsseldorf,
Arthur Verocai,
E-Dancer,
Radio Birdman,
The Fall,
Monolake,
Amazonics,
Hashim,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The J.B.'s,
Glambeats Corp.,
AZ,
Crispy Ambulance,
Boredoms,
The Pretty Things,
Fela Kuti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Adolescents,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Pop Group,
FM Einheit,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bill Near,
EPMD,
Gang Starr,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Victims,
Lungfish,
Neil Young,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gastr Del Sol,
the Soft Cell,
The Gories,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
David McCallum,
Fugazi,
Pole,
Minny Pops,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.