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 Poland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Stereo Dub to the rock 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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Gichy Dan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Clear Light,
Jandek,
Ice-T,
Crispian St. Peters,
Zero Boys,
Morten Harket,
Soul Sonic Force,
Amon Düül,
Aaron Thompson,
Das Ding,
David McCallum,
Kayak,
Infiniti,
Cymande,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Music Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cecil Taylor,
Main Source,
Rites of Spring,
the Germs,
The Evens,
The Modern Lovers,
Reuben Wilson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Moby Grape,
Half Japanese,
Eddi Front,
Pussy Galore,
The Busters,
Soul II Soul,
Joensuu 1685,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harpers Bizarre,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Excepter,
Neu!,
Joey Negro,
Subhumans,
The Raincoats,
Stereo Dub,
Theoretical Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
E-Dancer,
Smog,
Skaos,
Sight & Sound,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ituana,
Marvin Gaye,
The Associates,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rotary Connection,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Barry Ungar,
Derrick Morgan,
Guru Guru,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.