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 Ghana and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 marimba 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 Gang Green to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Scan 7,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soul II Soul,
Skriet,
Henry Cow,
Public Enemy,
X-101,
Schoolly D,
Jimmy McGriff,
H. Thieme,
Barbara Tucker,
Lebanon Hanover,
OOIOO,
Crash Course in Science,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Derrick Morgan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Swell Maps,
Suburban Knight,
Black Flag,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mark Hollis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
a-ha,
FM Einheit,
Lucky Dragons,
Warren Ellis,
Dawn Penn,
Erasure,
Prince Buster,
The Angels of Light,
Stiv Bators,
Gabor Szabo,
Ludus,
Robert Hood,
Young Marble Giants,
The Skatalites,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Banda Bassotti,
Theoretical Girls,
Severed Heads,
Pierre Henry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roxette,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Seeds,
Thee Headcoats,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Glenn Branca,
Moss Icon,
Drexciya,
Arab on Radar,
Bob Dylan,
Aaron Thompson,
Skaos,
Camouflage,
Sarah Menescal,
Agitation Free,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.