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 Taiwan and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba 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 Mandrill to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neu!,
Babytalk,
Motorama,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pulsallama,
Graham Central Station,
The Shadows of Knight,
Altered Images,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Inner City,
Desert Stars,
Ronan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Matthew Halsall,
New Age Steppers,
KRS-One,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Smog,
Black Bananas,
The Victims,
Dave Gahan,
Deakin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Franke,
the Germs,
Gong,
The Tremeloes,
Audionom,
Sparks,
Gang Green,
Stiv Bators,
Tubeway Army,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gap Band,
Fluxion,
K-Klass,
Cymande,
Josef K,
Marine Girls,
Wolf Eyes,
Alphaville,
Quando Quango,
Carl Craig,
Soulsonic Force,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Derrick Morgan,
Section 25,
Prince Buster,
Mantronix,
Roy Ayers,
Byron Stingily,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marmalade,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Piero Umiliani,
The Remains,
Isaac Hayes,
Ludus,
Massinfluence,
Nick Fraelich,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.