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 Bolivia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Germs to the dance 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Camberwell Now,
Davy DMX,
MDC,
Suburban Knight,
Buzzcocks,
John Holt,
The Fugs,
David Axelrod,
Grey Daturas,
Audionom,
Danielle Patucci,
Saccharine Trust,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crime,
Pharoah Sanders,
Skaos,
Brick,
Interpol,
The Black Dice,
Tubeway Army,
Das Ding,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Donald Byrd,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bang On A Can,
Gichy Dan,
The Modern Lovers,
Joey Negro,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deepchord,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Charles Mingus,
Josef K,
Johnny Osbourne,
Chris & Cosey,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Association,
The Mummies,
Reuben Wilson,
The Cramps,
The Litter,
Boz Scaggs,
The Grass Roots,
The Leaves,
Man Parrish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jeff Lynne,
Grauzone,
Shuggie Otis,
Accadde A,
Ponytail,
The Wake,
Eden Ahbez,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.