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 Indonesia and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin 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 Interpol to the grunge 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Malaria!,
Yusef Lateef,
Chris Corsano,
Matthew Bourne,
Joensuu 1685,
48th St. Collective,
Patti Smith,
Pharoah Sanders,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grauzone,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radiohead,
Sparks,
Guru Guru,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mantronix,
Severed Heads,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Amon Düül II,
Oblivians,
Aaron Thompson,
Section 25,
Marine Girls,
Pole,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rod Modell,
Minor Threat,
Deepchord,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Skatalites,
Man Parrish,
Echospace,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Slick Rick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Josef K,
The Stooges,
Eric B and Rakim,
Derrick Morgan,
The Sound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eurythmics,
Blake Baxter,
Scott Walker,
Maleditus Sound,
Siglo XX,
Ultimate Spinach,
Morten Harket,
Carl Craig,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Letta Mbulu,
The Searchers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sight & Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
Youth Brigade,
Jacques Brel,
Wally Richardson,
Sun Ra,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.