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 Libya and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Adolescents,
Q and Not U,
the Bar-Kays,
Agitation Free,
Dennis Brown,
Schoolly D,
Rakim,
Television,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Panda Bear,
Sex Pistols,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kurtis Blow,
The Skatalites,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blake Baxter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pulsallama,
Clear Light,
Skriet,
The Sonics,
Max Romeo,
The J.B.'s,
Marshall Jefferson,
Oblivians,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eurythmics,
The Searchers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fluxion,
The Cowsills,
Laurel Aitken,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bad Manners,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kayak,
Lee Hazlewood,
Minnie Riperton,
Glambeats Corp.,
Organ,
The Count Five,
The Tremeloes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Neu!,
The United States of America,
Visage,
Motorama,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ornette Coleman,
Hot Snakes,
Grey Daturas,
Rotary Connection,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Can,
Henry Cow,
Jerry's Kids,
Monolake,
Lalann,
Dead Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.