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 Iran and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Lou Reed 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 Basic Channel to the rock 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Monolake,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Patti Smith,
Jeff Mills,
Camberwell Now,
The Neon Judgement,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pere Ubu,
Guru Guru,
The Music Machine,
48th St. Collective,
Marine Girls,
Darondo,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scott Walker,
The New Christs,
Lalann,
ABC,
Albert Ayler,
Stiv Bators,
Unwound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Leonard Cohen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
FM Einheit,
Buzzcocks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Swans,
Swell Maps,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nirvana,
Rotary Connection,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Boredoms,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Arab on Radar,
Simply Red,
Royal Trux,
Minor Threat,
Junior Murvin,
Kaleidoscope,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Clear Light,
Roy Ayers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Eric Dolphy,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Association,
Mars,
Negative Approach,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.