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 Belgium and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer 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 The Names to the jazz 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Los Fastidios,
Liliput,
Au Pairs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fuzztones,
Jacob Miller,
Michelle Simonal,
OOIOO,
Make Up,
Rosa Yemen,
Dennis Brown,
Gang Green,
Nico,
Bobby Womack,
Roxy Music,
The Evens,
David Bowie,
Sound Behaviour,
New Age Steppers,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric Dolphy,
In Retrospect,
Kas Product,
Panda Bear,
Jawbox,
Gichy Dan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yazoo,
Severed Heads,
Amazonics,
Crime,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Leaves,
Max Romeo,
Von Mondo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Moody Blues,
Yellowson,
Ultra Naté,
Crispian St. Peters,
X-Ray Spex,
The Five Americans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Subhumans,
Excepter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Radiohead,
The Smoke,
Mark Hollis,
Yusef Lateef,
the Association,
The Happenings,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Das Ding,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.