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 Canada and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mary Jane Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
The Monks,
Eric Dolphy,
The Happenings,
Mantronix,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Leaves,
The Smiths,
The Buckinghams,
Joyce Sims,
Mary Jane Girls,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Mummies,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobby Byrd,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bill Near,
Swans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kenny Larkin,
Funkadelic,
Porter Ricks,
Mo-Dettes,
Soft Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
John Coltrane,
Desert Stars,
MC5,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kas Product,
Letta Mbulu,
Chrome,
Juan Atkins,
cv313,
The Fire Engines,
This Heat,
Radiopuhelimet,
Average White Band,
Second Layer,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mad Mike,
The Velvet Underground,
Bob Dylan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Colin Newman,
Byron Stingily,
Khruangbin,
Neil Young,
Pierre Henry,
Rosa Yemen,
R.M.O.,
Altered Images,
Icehouse,
Massinfluence,
Toni Rubio,
Ludus,
Scott Walker,
The Mojo Men,
The Slackers,
The Barracudas,
John Cale,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.