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 Sweden and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
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 organ 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 Barry Ungar to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Sam Rivers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Faust,
Cymande,
Underground Resistance,
Josef K,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
ABC,
Camberwell Now,
Television,
48th St. Collective,
Eden Ahbez,
Skriet,
The Pop Group,
Ohio Players,
The Gun Club,
Thee Headcoats,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arcadia,
Camouflage,
Loose Ends,
Siglo XX,
Maurizio,
Chris & Cosey,
Dennis Brown,
Young Marble Giants,
Parry Music,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Carl Craig,
John Coltrane,
Black Sheep,
Qualms,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Intrusion,
Sällskapet,
Goldenarms,
Altered Images,
The Real Kids,
Vainqueur,
Roxette,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fela Kuti,
Essential Logic,
Hardrive,
The Smoke,
The Moleskins,
Harry Pussy,
The Barracudas,
Banda Bassotti,
Easy Going,
Blossom Toes,
Model 500,
Cameo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Iggy Pop,
Tubeway Army,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.