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 Slovenia and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Popol Vuh,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pantaleimon,
Al Stewart,
The Happenings,
Ituana,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Symarip,
Intrusion,
Cecil Taylor,
Lucky Dragons,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mantronix,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dirtbombs,
Mission of Burma,
X-102,
JFA,
Lebanon Hanover,
MC5,
Sixth Finger,
Kayak,
Ossler,
Essential Logic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dead Boys,
Soft Machine,
The Mojo Men,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Neu!,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Organ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Model 500,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bang On A Can,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Germs,
Anakelly,
The Gun Club,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul Sonic Force,
Royal Trux,
Simply Red,
Bauhaus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Doors,
Rakim,
Minny Pops,
Scratch Acid,
Dennis Brown,
Parry Music,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
One Last Wish,
Wings,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.