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 Iceland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 L. Decosne to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kerri Chandler,
Johnny Clarke,
Guru Guru,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cure,
K-Klass,
The Toasters,
Malaria!,
Animal Collective,
Ice-T,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Radio Birdman,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Skaos,
Technova,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Public Enemy,
Quantec,
Reuben Wilson,
Niagra,
Grauzone,
Lower 48,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Mojo Men,
Marvin Gaye,
Infiniti,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Morten Harket,
Intrusion,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pierre Henry,
Joy Division,
Bizarre Inc.,
Maurizio,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang of Four,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lindisfarne,
The Slits,
The Motions,
Crooked Eye,
Joey Negro,
Blake Baxter,
Chris Corsano,
The Doors,
the Germs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Darondo,
Zapp,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lightning Bolt,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Pantytec,
These Immortal Souls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Adolescents,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.