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 Estonia and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Brick to the grunge 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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Soft Machine,
Sun City Girls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Arcadia,
Excepter,
The Star Department,
Isaac Hayes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eden Ahbez,
the Slits,
Marine Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Suburban Knight,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pussy Galore,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Barracudas,
Skarface,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Golliwogs,
X-102,
Fear,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gories,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jacques Brel,
Pere Ubu,
Pantytec,
Joy Division,
Jeru the Damaja,
Leonard Cohen,
Sound Behaviour,
The Names,
Amazonics,
Sam Rivers,
H. Thieme,
The United States of America,
The Moody Blues,
June Days,
David McCallum,
Hoover,
Grandmaster Flash,
Outsiders,
The Cramps,
The Durutti Column,
Lungfish,
Ituana,
Johnny Clarke,
Bluetip,
Goldenarms,
The Electric Prunes,
Half Japanese,
MC5,
Don Cherry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.