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 Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Modern Lovers to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Procol Harum,
The Velvet Underground,
Gang of Four,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Index,
The Mummies,
Peter and Kerry,
Symarip,
Eurythmics,
D'Angelo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ornette Coleman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Human League,
Stetsasonic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Malaria!,
Smog,
Jeff Mills,
Flipper,
Camouflage,
Animal Collective,
Don Cherry,
Q65,
Lakeside,
Monks,
The Walker Brothers,
Erykah Badu,
Scion,
Blossom Toes,
Skriet,
Jeff Lynne,
Crooked Eye,
The Fortunes,
Royal Trux,
The Martian,
The Tremeloes,
The Motions,
Deakin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mad Mike,
Kaleidoscope,
10cc,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Teasers,
The Gories,
The Moody Blues,
Index,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swell Maps,
New Age Steppers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Inner City,
The Fuzztones,
Rakim,
Mo-Dettes,
The Sonics,
Interpol,
Babytalk,
The Fugs,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.