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 Comoros and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
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 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 Dark Day to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Nik Kershaw,
Basic Channel,
Dual Sessions,
Soft Cell,
Harmonia,
The Wake,
Shoche,
Drexciya,
R.M.O.,
The Invisible,
The Cramps,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Bourne,
Franke,
Thee Headcoats,
Pere Ubu,
Scratch Acid,
The Seeds,
New Age Steppers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Offenders,
Trumans Water,
Mission of Burma,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chrome,
LL Cool J,
Minnie Riperton,
Amon Düül,
The Techniques,
Television Personalities,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Motions,
The Sonics,
The Fortunes,
Surgeon,
Au Pairs,
Deadbeat,
Cameo,
Circle Jerks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lou Reed,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Fuzztones,
Nils Olav,
Marc Almond,
the Swans,
Supertramp,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rosa Yemen,
Blossom Toes,
Bang On A Can,
Wasted Youth,
Carl Craig,
The Dirtbombs,
Babytalk,
Nick Fraelich,
Country Teasers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cluster,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.