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 Libya and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Madrid and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Residents to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Laurel Aitken,
The Angels of Light,
Japan,
Robert Wyatt,
Reagan Youth,
Chris & Cosey,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camberwell Now,
Gang Starr,
Spoonie Gee,
Banda Bassotti,
Kayak,
Boz Scaggs,
Heaven 17,
Fatback Band,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pussy Galore,
Bronski Beat,
Lower 48,
kango's stein massive,
Cymande,
Visage,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grey Daturas,
Mission of Burma,
The Residents,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Sonics,
Flash Fearless,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fat Boys,
The Misunderstood,
Harpers Bizarre,
Index,
Can,
The Offenders,
Blossom Toes,
Ronnie Foster,
Judy Mowatt,
Alton Ellis,
Sister Nancy,
Warsaw,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Görl,
Essential Logic,
David Bowie,
Q and Not U,
Camouflage,
F. McDonald,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sex Pistols,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.