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 Sweden and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator 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 Intrusion to the techno 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Blossom Toes,
Robert Görl,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Neon Judgement,
The Slackers,
Maleditus Sound,
Scion,
Ken Boothe,
The Music Machine,
Tres Demented,
Jesper Dahlback,
Big Daddy Kane,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Henry Cow,
China Crisis,
Rakim,
Porter Ricks,
Pantytec,
The Electric Prunes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Glenn Branca,
Animal Collective,
Cameo,
DJ Style,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Severed Heads,
Model 500,
Zero Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
Gichy Dan,
June Days,
Minny Pops,
Sight & Sound,
Procol Harum,
Deadbeat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smoke,
David Axelrod,
Zapp,
Ohio Players,
Suicide,
Bush Tetras,
Crispian St. Peters,
Anthony Braxton,
Schoolly D,
Joy Division,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Janne Schatter,
Thompson Twins,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Red Krayola,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tim Buckley,
Piero Umiliani,
Sound Behaviour,
Kurtis Blow,
Flash Fearless,
Crash Course in Science,
The Gap Band,
The Barracudas,
Vladislav Delay,
The Busters,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.