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 Tuvalu and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Flamin' Groovies,
OOIOO,
The Blackbyrds,
Jeff Mills,
Barry Ungar,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ludus,
Eurythmics,
Arthur Verocai,
The Pretty Things,
ABBA,
Qualms,
James White and The Blacks,
Albert Ayler,
Jimmy McGriff,
One Last Wish,
Scan 7,
Wasted Youth,
Mandrill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Doobie Brothers,
Howard Jones,
Underground Resistance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantytec,
Graham Central Station,
Ornette Coleman,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Christie,
Soulsonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
Animal Collective,
The Mummies,
Stereo Dub,
Judy Mowatt,
Sister Nancy,
Minor Threat,
Gong,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soft Machine,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
MDC,
Marvin Gaye,
Pagans,
Jacob Miller,
Juan Atkins,
Cameo,
The Doors,
John Cale,
Lebanon Hanover,
DJ Sneak,
Amon Düül,
Bootsy Collins,
Agitation Free,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Golliwogs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.