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 Iraq and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the dance 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Second Layer,
Groovy Waters,
CMW,
Little Man,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sällskapet,
Joe Finger,
Quadrant,
Clear Light,
Pussy Galore,
Gang Gang Dance,
Silicon Teens,
Gong,
Joe Smooth,
Fatback Band,
Ice-T,
Heaven 17,
Derrick Morgan,
Yazoo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Prince Buster,
Pharoah Sanders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kayak,
Cecil Taylor,
ABBA,
Harmonia,
Mandrill,
Robert Hood,
E-Dancer,
Howard Jones,
The Dead C,
Agitation Free,
Los Fastidios,
Bush Tetras,
Brass Construction,
The Names,
Sun Ra,
Electric Prunes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amazonics,
David Bowie,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chris Corsano,
Ossler,
Stetsasonic,
Sister Nancy,
The Invisible,
Davy DMX,
Jandek,
Youth Brigade,
Ronnie Foster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ken Boothe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Barry Ungar,
Rod Modell,
Dave Gahan,
Thee Headcoats,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.