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 Greece and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
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 marimba 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 Tres Demented to the rap 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Marine Girls,
Moss Icon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Harry Pussy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ponytail,
The Human League,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Alarm Clocks,
Unwound,
Easy Going,
The Pretty Things,
The Vogues,
Excepter,
Sexual Harrassment,
Vainqueur,
The Sonics,
Kaleidoscope,
Letta Mbulu,
Television Personalities,
Blancmange,
FM Einheit,
Scan 7,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Shuggie Otis,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Toni Rubio,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Massinfluence,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Modern Lovers,
The Five Americans,
Fad Gadget,
ABC,
Anthony Braxton,
Shoche,
June Days,
Thompson Twins,
Juan Atkins,
The United States of America,
Suicide,
Godley & Creme,
The Standells,
Electric Light Orchestra,
New Age Steppers,
Negative Approach,
the Swans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Mojo Men,
Heaven 17,
Faust,
The Raincoats,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Peter & Gordon,
Michelle Simonal,
Japan,
Black Flag,
10cc,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.