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 Germany and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kayak to the electroclash 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Von Mondo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Saints,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Monolake,
Livin' Joy,
Clear Light,
Archie Shepp,
Nas,
Neil Young,
Rakim,
T.S.O.L.,
The Detroit Cobras,
Quando Quango,
Talk Talk,
Harmonia,
The Vogues,
The American Breed,
Lakeside,
Black Sheep,
Pussy Galore,
DJ Style,
Cal Tjader,
FM Einheit,
This Heat,
Vladislav Delay,
David McCallum,
Country Teasers,
The J.B.'s,
Wolf Eyes,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Womack,
The Leaves,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kayak,
Todd Terry,
Mars,
Suicide,
Avey Tare,
Skaos,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Standells,
Colin Newman,
Eden Ahbez,
the Bar-Kays,
Fugazi,
Skarface,
Silicon Teens,
Massinfluence,
Panda Bear,
Index,
Lou Reed,
The Moody Blues,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Half Japanese,
Yellowson,
the Human League,
Lyres,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.