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 Eritrea and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Lou Reed 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 Faust to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Neil Young,
Bush Tetras,
AZ,
Joensuu 1685,
The Detroit Cobras,
Monks,
Pylon,
Surgeon,
The Birthday Party,
Sandy B,
Yaz,
Heaven 17,
Letta Mbulu,
Clear Light,
Eden Ahbez,
Alphaville,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Standells,
T. Rex,
The Velvet Underground,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Womack,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hoover,
Bobby Sherman,
Ponytail,
Lungfish,
Rotary Connection,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Technova,
Flash Fearless,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Delon & Dalcan,
Khruangbin,
Tres Demented,
Brick,
Blossom Toes,
Donny Hathaway,
Flipper,
The Fugs,
Mandrill,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scrapy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crispian St. Peters,
Thee Headcoats,
Isaac Hayes,
Warsaw,
Graham Central Station,
Ronnie Foster,
Frankie Knuckles,
Royal Trux,
The Black Dice,
Half Japanese,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.