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 Lesotho and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Harry Pussy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Oneida,
Y Pants,
Heaven 17,
The Selecter,
Altered Images,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fela Kuti,
In Retrospect,
Von Mondo,
FM Einheit,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Parrish,
The Knickerbockers,
The Leaves,
Sun Ra,
Panda Bear,
Echospace,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fad Gadget,
Man Eating Sloth,
10cc,
Vladislav Delay,
Model 500,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cowsills,
Maurizio,
Tommy Roe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Barracudas,
David McCallum,
Qualms,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
Charles Mingus,
Drexciya,
Second Layer,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Metal Thangz,
Peter & Gordon,
The Index,
Silicon Teens,
Kool Moe Dee,
Donny Hathaway,
Pulsallama,
Flamin' Groovies,
Throbbing Gristle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Guru Guru,
The Shadows of Knight,
B.T. Express,
Lakeside,
The Gories,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fuzztones,
Accadde A,
Jeru the Damaja,
Livin' Joy,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.