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 China and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron 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 Ituana to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Archie Shepp,
Scientists,
The Fugs,
Godley & Creme,
Judy Mowatt,
Smog,
Supertramp,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Searchers,
The Modern Lovers,
Eric Dolphy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sonic Youth,
Morten Harket,
Ponytail,
Vladislav Delay,
Eurythmics,
Section 25,
Dave Gahan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Martian,
Connie Case,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Icehouse,
The Cramps,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pussy Galore,
Procol Harum,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Panda Bear,
Fad Gadget,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fire Engines,
Boz Scaggs,
Bad Manners,
The Happenings,
Howard Jones,
FM Einheit,
U.S. Maple,
Joy Division,
Carl Craig,
Fat Boys,
The United States of America,
Kerrie Biddell,
Matthew Bourne,
Tom Boy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rites of Spring,
Popol Vuh,
Half Japanese,
X-101,
Nas,
The Slackers,
Basic Channel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kayak,
Kerri Chandler,
UT,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.