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 Macedonia and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Newcleus to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sam Rivers,
The Angels of Light,
Morten Harket,
Monks,
Funky Four + One,
Arthur Verocai,
Visage,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Heaven 17,
The Martian,
Roxy Music,
The Slits,
Ice-T,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Pop Group,
Archie Shepp,
John Lydon,
The New Christs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brothers Johnson,
Mr. Review,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Association,
Faraquet,
Alison Limerick,
Maleditus Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Glenn Branca,
Sun City Girls,
Electric Prunes,
Graham Central Station,
Grauzone,
Peter & Gordon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marshall Jefferson,
H. Thieme,
Spoonie Gee,
Half Japanese,
Piero Umiliani,
Faust,
Tim Buckley,
Alphaville,
X-102,
The Leaves,
Lyres,
Scrapy,
Liliput,
This Heat,
Arab on Radar,
Scratch Acid,
Whodini,
Ultra Naté,
Freddie Wadling,
Clear Light,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.