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 Qatar and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Hardrive to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Junior Murvin,
New York Dolls,
R.M.O.,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang Starr,
Niagra,
Joe Finger,
Echospace,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Matthew Halsall,
Brass Construction,
KRS-One,
kango's stein massive,
Rod Modell,
Ronnie Foster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marmalade,
This Heat,
K-Klass,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lyres,
Boredoms,
Bobby Womack,
Moss Icon,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fuzztones,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joy Division,
The Moody Blues,
Sight & Sound,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
H. Thieme,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lee Hazlewood,
Faust,
Ultravox,
Oblivians,
Ice-T,
Zapp,
Barrington Levy,
cv313,
The Mojo Men,
China Crisis,
Todd Terry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Graham Central Station,
Lightning Bolt,
Sandy B,
The Music Machine,
Yaz,
U.S. Maple,
Warren Ellis,
Jandek,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Faraquet,
Lucky Dragons,
Ken Boothe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Grey Daturas,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.