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 Bulgaria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Radiohead to the crunk 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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hashim,
John Cale,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Groovy Waters,
Skriet,
Godley & Creme,
The Kinks,
Isaac Hayes,
Leonard Cohen,
Barbara Tucker,
Crispy Ambulance,
Silicon Teens,
Aloha Tigers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tubeway Army,
Laurel Aitken,
Negative Approach,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pulsallama,
Second Layer,
David Bowie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mantronix,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pagans,
Ultravox,
Althea and Donna,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ice-T,
David McCallum,
Minutemen,
Judy Mowatt,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Prince Buster,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Selecter,
The Beau Brummels,
Harpers Bizarre,
Essential Logic,
Reagan Youth,
Deepchord,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fire Engines,
Gang of Four,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deadbeat,
The Mummies,
Joyce Sims,
Blossom Toes,
Magazine,
Animal Collective,
Mandrill,
Camberwell Now,
Talk Talk,
Pylon,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.