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 East Timor and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pole to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
The Pop Group,
Camouflage,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vainqueur,
Godley & Creme,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scan 7,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Franke,
Nas,
Pulsallama,
Model 500,
Roger Hodgson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Unwound,
Jawbox,
The Gun Club,
Jeff Lynne,
The Evens,
A Certain Ratio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tubeway Army,
Shoche,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed,
The Fugs,
Harry Pussy,
Can,
T.S.O.L.,
Ice-T,
Pussy Galore,
Reagan Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Janne Schatter,
Q and Not U,
The Sonics,
Scion,
The Blues Magoos,
Toni Rubio,
Kurtis Blow,
Tomorrow,
One Last Wish,
Essential Logic,
Charles Mingus,
The Dead C,
Max Romeo,
Zapp,
The Seeds,
Whodini,
Amazonics,
Tres Demented,
The Index,
R.M.O.,
Desert Stars,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Girls At Our Best!,
Delta 5,
Connie Case,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.