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 Ghana and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Roy Ayers to the techno 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nik Kershaw,
Motorama,
AZ,
Rosa Yemen,
Outsiders,
DJ Sneak,
Aswad,
Ultravox,
Donald Byrd,
Popol Vuh,
The Skatalites,
The Moody Blues,
Amon Düül II,
Groovy Waters,
Monks,
Susan Cadogan,
The Busters,
Letta Mbulu,
Spandau Ballet,
Cybotron,
Yazoo,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
Qualms,
Desert Stars,
Section 25,
Alton Ellis,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ronan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Moleskins,
The Slits,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nils Olav,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Joyce Sims,
the Normal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jacob Miller,
Glenn Branca,
John Foxx,
The Standells,
Goldenarms,
Pharoah Sanders,
Angry Samoans,
cv313,
Byron Stingily,
Ponytail,
The Detroit Cobras,
Porter Ricks,
Magma,
Harry Pussy,
Jeff Mills,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.