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 Latvia and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Johannesburg.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Audionom to the grunge 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool Moe Dee,
Oneida,
Robert Hood,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marcia Griffiths,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Arab on Radar,
The Slits,
The Fire Engines,
Vladislav Delay,
Skriet,
Sonic Youth,
The Black Dice,
Pulsallama,
Barbara Tucker,
Tomorrow,
Ornette Coleman,
Bill Wells,
the Association,
Minny Pops,
the Human League,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Cell,
Severed Heads,
Peter & Gordon,
Tim Buckley,
Mary Jane Girls,
Banda Bassotti,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Arcadia,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Masters at Work,
Lalann,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Monks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pylon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Durutti Column,
Shuggie Otis,
Robert Wyatt,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
James White and The Blacks,
Icehouse,
Mr. Review,
Amon Düül II,
Fat Boys,
Robert Görl,
Dennis Brown,
UT,
Procol Harum,
Warsaw,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soul II Soul,
Von Mondo,
The Litter,
Con Funk Shun,
Terry Callier,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.