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 Japan and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 The Shadows of Knight to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
T. Rex,
the Normal,
Todd Rundgren,
Sällskapet,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Deepchord,
F. McDonald,
The Real Kids,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eric Copeland,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
U.S. Maple,
The Gun Club,
Howard Jones,
the Association,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Henry Cow,
The Associates,
Nas,
Lyres,
Davy DMX,
The Durutti Column,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Black Flag,
Albert Ayler,
The Sonics,
Vladislav Delay,
the Human League,
Eve St. Jones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Index,
Harry Pussy,
The Litter,
The Last Poets,
Unrelated Segments,
Faraquet,
Brass Construction,
The Smiths,
Niagra,
World's Most,
Jawbox,
Ultimate Spinach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Vainqueur,
Popol Vuh,
Mr. Review,
The Pretty Things,
Bill Near,
Crooked Eye,
Underground Resistance,
Gong,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lower 48,
The Blackbyrds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Shadows of Knight,
Michelle Simonal,
Parry Music,
Letta Mbulu,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.