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 Chad and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Kas Product to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
The Blues Magoos,
Can,
Jacob Miller,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Freddie Wadling,
Country Teasers,
The Saints,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Michelle Simonal,
The Motions,
Banda Bassotti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Letta Mbulu,
David Bowie,
Bobby Womack,
Pussy Galore,
Josef K,
Bill Wells,
the Swans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Faraquet,
Jeff Lynne,
Aaron Thompson,
Gabor Szabo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Popol Vuh,
Radio Birdman,
Soft Machine,
the Soft Cell,
Derrick May,
Pere Ubu,
MDC,
Jimmy McGriff,
Negative Approach,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dual Sessions,
The Sonics,
K-Klass,
the Normal,
The Leaves,
Quando Quango,
The Red Krayola,
Zero Boys,
Procol Harum,
Judy Mowatt,
Roxy Music,
Nirvana,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eddi Front,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lou Reed,
The Fugs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Don Cherry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Khruangbin,
The Velvet Underground,
Aswad,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ultra Naté,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.