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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
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 Donald Fagen 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 Davy DMX to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Amon Düül,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sun City Girls,
kango's stein massive,
The Knickerbockers,
Pantytec,
Second Layer,
Carl Craig,
Sex Pistols,
Inner City,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Judy Mowatt,
Susan Cadogan,
The Raincoats,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ultravox,
Crash Course in Science,
Absolute Body Control,
Don Cherry,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wally Richardson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Yellowson,
Pulsallama,
Country Teasers,
Parry Music,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Association,
K-Klass,
Audionom,
Saccharine Trust,
Patti Smith,
The Martian,
Kayak,
Agent Orange,
Marmalade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Happenings,
The Slackers,
Hot Snakes,
Colin Newman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
June of 44,
Mary Jane Girls,
Girls At Our Best!,
New Age Steppers,
Radiohead,
Das Ding,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Misunderstood,
Amon Düül II,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxy Music,
the Human League,
Stereo Dub,
cv313,
The Associates,
Excepter,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.