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 Rwanda and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Moebius 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aswad,
Flash Fearless,
Interpol,
Yazoo,
Average White Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jandek,
Talk Talk,
the Human League,
Delta 5,
The Black Dice,
Wally Richardson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kerri Chandler,
the Sonics,
Faraquet,
Ponytail,
The Tremeloes,
Con Funk Shun,
Brass Construction,
Prince Buster,
Pantaleimon,
La Düsseldorf,
Amon Düül II,
Black Flag,
Procol Harum,
DJ Style,
Roy Ayers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Franke,
the Bar-Kays,
Masters at Work,
New Age Steppers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Doors,
Crime,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare,
Japan,
Black Moon,
Warsaw,
X-102,
Carl Craig,
Monolake,
the Germs,
Massinfluence,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Skatalites,
Spoonie Gee,
Rekid,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Iggy Pop,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rapeman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Christie,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.