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 Saudi Arabia and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro 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 Suburban Knight to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
The Smoke,
Nirvana,
Harmonia,
The Count Five,
Arcadia,
Rakim,
Morten Harket,
Gong,
Janne Schatter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jandek,
Sound Behaviour,
The United States of America,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Walker Brothers,
The Toasters,
The Velvet Underground,
E-Dancer,
Country Teasers,
Niagra,
The Buckinghams,
Eddi Front,
Man Parrish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Icehouse,
Juan Atkins,
The Searchers,
Sam Rivers,
Wings,
Jacques Brel,
Deadbeat,
Funkadelic,
Aural Exciters,
Unrelated Segments,
Brick,
Blossom Toes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Quadrant,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Human League,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quando Quango,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
48th St. Collective,
KRS-One,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Absolute Body Control,
The Litter,
Khruangbin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pantytec,
Skarface,
This Heat,
the Slits,
Sun City Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.