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 Bhutan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
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 oboe 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 Newcleus to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
Tears for Fears,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cheater Slicks,
Gabor Szabo,
Laurel Aitken,
Connie Case,
Los Fastidios,
Swans,
Sparks,
Lakeside,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sonny Sharrock,
Yellowson,
Dark Day,
Drexciya,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scientists,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Bananas,
Royal Trux,
Sixth Finger,
Angry Samoans,
JFA,
Nas,
Youth Brigade,
Bang On A Can,
Zero Boys,
Judy Mowatt,
The Blackbyrds,
Roger Hodgson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Colin Newman,
Nils Olav,
Can,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül II,
Interpol,
Sex Pistols,
H. Thieme,
10cc,
Rotary Connection,
Masters at Work,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Todd Rundgren,
Porter Ricks,
Letta Mbulu,
Jawbox,
Bob Dylan,
The Searchers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kenny Larkin,
The Names,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fall,
Toni Rubio,
The Divine Comedy,
Smog,
The Toasters,
The Tremeloes,
Rapeman,
Bobby Womack,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.