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 Sudan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Moebius to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Searchers,
Jandek,
X-Ray Spex,
Aswad,
Quadrant,
Basic Channel,
Zapp,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Derrick Morgan,
Lindisfarne,
Adolescents,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Siglo XX,
Deadbeat,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dual Sessions,
Swell Maps,
Underground Resistance,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Yellowson,
Boredoms,
Gong,
Model 500,
Skriet,
The Trojans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alison Limerick,
The Star Department,
Bizarre Inc.,
David McCallum,
kango's stein massive,
Von Mondo,
R.M.O.,
Echospace,
Whodini,
The Remains,
Swans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Susan Cadogan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobby Byrd,
Tom Boy,
Wasted Youth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Doors,
Neu!,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Skaos,
The Golliwogs,
Lungfish,
The Durutti Column,
The Count Five,
Joy Division,
John Cale,
Minor Threat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.