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 Greece and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the sitar 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 Youth Brigade to the funk 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Jacob Miller,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Victims,
Gang Green,
The Invisible,
The Music Machine,
Sun Ra,
Surgeon,
The Dirtbombs,
Country Teasers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soulsonic Force,
John Coltrane,
Dead Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sonics,
The Motions,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kenny Larkin,
Minutemen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Grass Roots,
L. Decosne,
Mantronix,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rapeman,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hasil Adkins,
Aloha Tigers,
Amon Düül II,
Eli Mardock,
Arab on Radar,
the Bar-Kays,
Kerri Chandler,
Brand Nubian,
Sun City Girls,
Pussy Galore,
The Birthday Party,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jawbox,
Delta 5,
Rakim,
Zero Boys,
The Flesh Eaters,
Man Parrish,
The Tremeloes,
Robert Görl,
The New Christs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Buckinghams,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare,
Tomorrow,
Pantaleimon,
Ronan,
Soul II Soul,
Lower 48,
Khruangbin,
Prince Buster,
The Neon Judgement,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.