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 Bangladesh and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Janne Schatter to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Siglo XX,
Oblivians,
The Divine Comedy,
Newcleus,
Livin' Joy,
Buzzcocks,
Minnie Riperton,
Crash Course in Science,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deakin,
Sam Rivers,
Ronan,
Scott Walker,
Wolf Eyes,
Gang Starr,
Camouflage,
The Busters,
Iggy Pop,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultravox,
The Beau Brummels,
X-101,
Isaac Hayes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Robert Görl,
Motorama,
The Wake,
Main Source,
The Tremeloes,
Sonny Sharrock,
H. Thieme,
Model 500,
The Cowsills,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Style,
Marine Girls,
Vainqueur,
The Pretty Things,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Trojans,
Janne Schatter,
Public Enemy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Average White Band,
Brass Construction,
Eric Copeland,
Grey Daturas,
Ponytail,
Skarface,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Clear Light,
John Foxx,
T.S.O.L.,
Scan 7,
Laurel Aitken,
The Stooges,
Kayak,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Zeros,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.