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 Mali and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sister Nancy to the jazz 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 Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Lightning Bolt,
Minor Threat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Move,
The Gories,
Derrick Morgan,
John Cale,
Tubeway Army,
The Leaves,
Prince Buster,
Yaz,
Anakelly,
Wolf Eyes,
Skaos,
Joy Division,
the Slits,
Moby Grape,
The Searchers,
Anthony Braxton,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pole,
The Seeds,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hasil Adkins,
Livin' Joy,
Index,
Bush Tetras,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Dead C,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Monochrome Set,
FM Einheit,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
B.T. Express,
Nik Kershaw,
H. Thieme,
Gang Gang Dance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
CMW,
Masters at Work,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pulsallama,
Television,
Warren Ellis,
K-Klass,
Japan,
R.M.O.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Al Stewart,
Pantytec,
Tomorrow,
Eric Dolphy,
Fluxion,
Grauzone,
Wasted Youth,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.