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 Iraq and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro 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 Marvin Gaye to the funk 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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
The Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
Ronan,
Idris Muhammad,
Pulsallama,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wire,
The American Breed,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
World's Most,
One Last Wish,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Howard Jones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mark Hollis,
The Saints,
Excepter,
PIL,
Jerry's Kids,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skriet,
Ultra Naté,
Piero Umiliani,
The Count Five,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Massinfluence,
X-Ray Spex,
Judy Mowatt,
kango's stein massive,
Sonic Youth,
Unrelated Segments,
Suburban Knight,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Red Krayola,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fortunes,
Blake Baxter,
The Slackers,
Jeff Lynne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Motions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cecil Taylor,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fatback Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Blossom Toes,
David McCallum,
Groovy Waters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Au Pairs,
Dual Sessions,
Maurizio,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.