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 Serbia and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 DNA to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Brick,
Second Layer,
Skriet,
T.S.O.L.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gap Band,
Make Up,
James White and The Blacks,
Interpol,
Los Fastidios,
Sandy B,
Boz Scaggs,
Faust,
Oblivians,
Chris & Cosey,
Vainqueur,
Television,
Q65,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Maurizio,
Lightning Bolt,
Roxy Music,
Judy Mowatt,
New Age Steppers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gories,
Marshall Jefferson,
JFA,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Iggy Pop,
Half Japanese,
Y Pants,
The Smiths,
Scientists,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jandek,
Country Teasers,
Khruangbin,
Au Pairs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Procol Harum,
Crime,
Radiopuhelimet,
Junior Murvin,
The Knickerbockers,
The Monks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang of Four,
Johnny Osbourne,
Brass Construction,
The Pop Group,
Parry Music,
The Grass Roots,
Massinfluence,
Wally Richardson,
Cheater Slicks,
Brand Nubian,
Section 25,
These Immortal Souls,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.