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 Croatia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Delon & Dalcan,
Das Ding,
Roxette,
Radiohead,
Shuggie Otis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Delta 5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Monks,
Banda Bassotti,
The J.B.'s,
The Gladiators,
48th St. Collective,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun City Girls,
Byron Stingily,
X-101,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Faraquet,
Excepter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Audionom,
Fluxion,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Arcadia,
Sparks,
Bronski Beat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ultravox,
Barbara Tucker,
the Human League,
Black Moon,
Skarface,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobby Sherman,
Steve Hackett,
The Happenings,
Sarah Menescal,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cymande,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gichy Dan,
Brick,
Unrelated Segments,
Silicon Teens,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fugazi,
Robert Görl,
Adolescents,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fat Boys,
The Golliwogs,
Shoche,
Clear Light,
Porter Ricks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lightning Bolt,
The Motions,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.