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 Norway and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Silicon Teens to the funk 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Model 500,
Quadrant,
World's Most,
Lou Christie,
Metal Thangz,
The Monochrome Set,
June of 44,
The Gap Band,
The Monks,
Lindisfarne,
Leonard Cohen,
The Smoke,
Jacob Miller,
Swans,
These Immortal Souls,
D'Angelo,
The Five Americans,
Bronski Beat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Slackers,
Monks,
Peter & Gordon,
Panda Bear,
The Sound,
Soft Machine,
Cybotron,
Tommy Roe,
Warren Ellis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dennis Brown,
Bush Tetras,
The Litter,
Yusef Lateef,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sam Rivers,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Sonics,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crispian St. Peters,
Silicon Teens,
Rotary Connection,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Das Ding,
Fear,
Nick Fraelich,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pantaleimon,
Vladislav Delay,
Buzzcocks,
the Sonics,
cv313,
L. Decosne,
Gabor Szabo,
Second Layer,
The Leaves,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Intrusion,
Pantytec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.