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 Solomon Islands and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the grime 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters 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?
Negative Approach,
Robert Wyatt,
JFA,
Mars,
The Invisible,
Groovy Waters,
Moebius,
Monks,
Altered Images,
The Sonics,
Neil Young,
Faraquet,
Lungfish,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra,
The Beau Brummels,
The Golliwogs,
The Dead C,
Kevin Saunderson,
Japan,
The Monks,
Malaria!,
Juan Atkins,
Toni Rubio,
48th St. Collective,
Dawn Penn,
The Neon Judgement,
Scrapy,
Roxy Music,
Nation of Ulysses,
Maleditus Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Görl,
Sun City Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Q65,
Sparks,
Andrew Hill,
Pere Ubu,
Hashim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Accadde A,
Second Layer,
Excepter,
Essential Logic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joy Division,
The Real Kids,
Eden Ahbez,
Schoolly D,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pussy Galore,
Drexciya,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lindisfarne,
The Red Krayola,
Black Flag,
Symarip,
The Stooges,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nico,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.