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 Oman and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum 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 Infiniti to the disco 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
Joy Division,
Wings,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minny Pops,
the Human League,
the Normal,
This Heat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soulsonic Force,
Soul Sonic Force,
R.M.O.,
Jawbox,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Arcadia,
Fear,
UT,
Gang Green,
The New Christs,
Radio Birdman,
Parry Music,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Unrelated Segments,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fall,
Angry Samoans,
Easy Going,
Prince Buster,
Pierre Henry,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Christie,
B.T. Express,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bootsy Collins,
Rekid,
JFA,
The Raincoats,
the Germs,
The Busters,
The Five Americans,
Marine Girls,
Agent Orange,
Los Fastidios,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Electric Prunes,
Vainqueur,
Sight & Sound,
Junior Murvin,
Ultravox,
Metal Thangz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Womack,
Shoche,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Niagra,
Scott Walker,
Joyce Sims,
The Victims,
The Birthday Party,
Cameo,
Albert Ayler,
Toni Rubio,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.