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 Netherlands and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 Magma to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
The Doors,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fear,
Metal Thangz,
Blake Baxter,
Hardrive,
Clear Light,
Urselle,
Jacques Brel,
Tres Demented,
Scratch Acid,
Gang Starr,
Eric B and Rakim,
Smog,
Lucky Dragons,
Tom Boy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Heaven 17,
The Black Dice,
The Fortunes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Whodini,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Man Parrish,
Funky Four + One,
Todd Terry,
Unrelated Segments,
The Kinks,
The Neon Judgement,
Prince Buster,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Erasure,
Slave,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Dirtbombs,
Sugar Minott,
Theoretical Girls,
Sister Nancy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gong,
The Music Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Symarip,
Mr. Review,
Duran Duran,
Unwound,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gichy Dan,
Accadde A,
Ultimate Spinach,
Freddie Wadling,
Pussy Galore,
Stetsasonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Teasers,
Minnie Riperton,
Ken Boothe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.