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 Liberia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar 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 The Gladiators to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Soft Machine,
Wings,
Nirvana,
Sister Nancy,
Barrington Levy,
Drexciya,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sparks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sonic Youth,
K-Klass,
Main Source,
L. Decosne,
ABC,
Robert Hood,
Oneida,
Agitation Free,
The Monochrome Set,
Danielle Patucci,
Excepter,
Royal Trux,
Wolf Eyes,
EPMD,
Alton Ellis,
Procol Harum,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blake Baxter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yusef Lateef,
Dawn Penn,
The Neon Judgement,
Barclay James Harvest,
Intrusion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The New Christs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Depeche Mode,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Raincoats,
Magazine,
Darondo,
Patti Smith,
Loose Ends,
Rites of Spring,
Nils Olav,
Silicon Teens,
Kerri Chandler,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Litter,
Donald Byrd,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Janne Schatter,
The Moody Blues,
Bush Tetras,
Barry Ungar,
John Coltrane,
Audionom,
Urselle,
The Slackers,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.