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 Sri Lanka and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Motions to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Underground Resistance,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wally Richardson,
Minny Pops,
Babytalk,
Harmonia,
Dawn Penn,
Altered Images,
The Cowsills,
Kerrie Biddell,
Robert Hood,
In Retrospect,
Blossom Toes,
Cecil Taylor,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Visage,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
U.S. Maple,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Supertramp,
The Shadows of Knight,
Monolake,
Radio Birdman,
Suicide,
Peter and Kerry,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Modern Lovers,
Barbara Tucker,
Roy Ayers,
Albert Ayler,
Boogie Down Productions,
Faraquet,
Oblivians,
Crime,
The Blackbyrds,
X-102,
Alton Ellis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mantronix,
Amon Düül II,
Godley & Creme,
Swell Maps,
The Selecter,
OOIOO,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Sonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Rosa Yemen,
Matthew Halsall,
Maleditus Sound,
Lindisfarne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Star Department,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Monochrome Set,
Aaron Thompson,
Tommy Roe,
Laurel Aitken,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gories,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.