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 Norway and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marmalade to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
The Stooges,
Danielle Patucci,
Hasil Adkins,
Silicon Teens,
Joey Negro,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aural Exciters,
The Standells,
Lalo Schifrin,
LL Cool J,
The Red Krayola,
The Dirtbombs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Carl Craig,
Funky Four + One,
Ten City,
Minnie Riperton,
Ralphi Rosario,
Suburban Knight,
Warsaw,
Radio Birdman,
The Toasters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mantronix,
U.S. Maple,
Erykah Badu,
Godley & Creme,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Leaves,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
David McCallum,
Sun City Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fortunes,
the Soft Cell,
Jeff Mills,
Deakin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sam Rivers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Faraquet,
MC5,
Mandrill,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Flash Fearless,
The Black Dice,
The Litter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Flipper,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MDC,
Wire,
Eric Dolphy,
The Cowsills,
Dual Sessions,
Ronan,
Fat Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.