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 Korea North and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
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 clarinet 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 Gerry Rafferty to the grime 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Cecil Taylor,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Swans,
Jandek,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camberwell Now,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Funky Four + One,
DJ Sneak,
Ice-T,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dark Day,
Echospace,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed,
Public Enemy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cheater Slicks,
John Foxx,
Harry Pussy,
Jacques Brel,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cowsills,
R.M.O.,
KRS-One,
The Music Machine,
Surgeon,
Moebius,
The Gun Club,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cybotron,
The Motions,
Trumans Water,
Animal Collective,
Eddi Front,
Sun Ra,
Grauzone,
Bang On A Can,
Leonard Cohen,
Sonic Youth,
Howard Jones,
Banda Bassotti,
Roxette,
Neu!,
The Techniques,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Man Eating Sloth,
Underground Resistance,
Bootsy Collins,
Marine Girls,
The Fuzztones,
Black Flag,
The Monks,
The Mummies,
Skriet,
Patti Smith,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeru the Damaja,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.