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 Lithuania and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ultimate Spinach to the electroclash 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Motions,
ABC,
Skriet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Doors,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brothers Johnson,
Kayak,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fuzztones,
Swell Maps,
Blake Baxter,
the Association,
Dennis Brown,
Can,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Electric Prunes,
The Happenings,
Glenn Branca,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fugs,
Parry Music,
Derrick May,
Junior Murvin,
Rakim,
Erykah Badu,
Niagra,
Black Pus,
A Certain Ratio,
Wire,
Tim Buckley,
The Mummies,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
F. McDonald,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Buckinghams,
Sex Pistols,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lindisfarne,
The Walker Brothers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gong,
Das Ding,
Godley & Creme,
Q65,
Graham Central Station,
Minutemen,
Erasure,
The Grass Roots,
Banda Bassotti,
The Cure,
K-Klass,
David Bowie,
Alison Limerick,
Bill Wells,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Offenders,
Audionom,
Lucky Dragons,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.