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 Uzbekistan and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Wings to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Silicon Teens,
Crooked Eye,
Minnie Riperton,
Chris & Cosey,
Nick Fraelich,
Young Marble Giants,
These Immortal Souls,
Ponytail,
New Order,
UT,
Ralphi Rosario,
Slick Rick,
Index,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Black Sheep,
Desert Stars,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bauhaus,
Funkadelic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mary Jane Girls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Henry Cow,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Robert Wyatt,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ultravox,
Depeche Mode,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nirvana,
The Busters,
The Electric Prunes,
Barry Ungar,
Pagans,
Tim Buckley,
Oblivians,
The Black Dice,
David Bowie,
John Lydon,
Outsiders,
Don Cherry,
Byron Stingily,
Quando Quango,
Nils Olav,
AZ,
Alphaville,
Rufus Thomas,
Junior Murvin,
The Gap Band,
Wings,
Stiv Bators,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Star Department,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.