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 Japan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 guitar 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 John Lydon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Cecil Taylor,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
The Selecter,
Andrew Hill,
Lakeside,
Smog,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Toasters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Silicon Teens,
Shoche,
Minutemen,
The Blues Magoos,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Can,
Black Flag,
48th St. Collective,
Alice Coltrane,
Joe Finger,
Rapeman,
Camberwell Now,
Interpol,
Dawn Penn,
Babytalk,
James White and The Blacks,
Ponytail,
Rosa Yemen,
Duran Duran,
Spoonie Gee,
Japan,
Mr. Review,
the Association,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Juan Atkins,
Gil Scott Heron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lou Reed,
Joensuu 1685,
Iggy Pop,
FM Einheit,
MC5,
Minnie Riperton,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-102,
Bad Manners,
Gang Gang Dance,
Surgeon,
Grey Daturas,
Black Sheep,
Ituana,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
Ice-T,
Sister Nancy,
The New Christs,
The Red Krayola,
Loose Ends,
Quando Quango,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.