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 Bahrain and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Sound to the dance 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Lou Christie,
Agitation Free,
Youth Brigade,
Johnny Osbourne,
Masters at Work,
The Happenings,
Arthur Verocai,
The Gories,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Barry Ungar,
Unwound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cameo,
The Pretty Things,
Ituana,
Marvin Gaye,
Newcleus,
Ken Boothe,
Lucky Dragons,
Susan Cadogan,
La Düsseldorf,
New York Dolls,
David Bowie,
Bobby Womack,
Altered Images,
Eric Dolphy,
Niagra,
Fad Gadget,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Qualms,
Ponytail,
Arcadia,
Jerry's Kids,
Quando Quango,
Gastr Del Sol,
Little Man,
Byron Stingily,
Jandek,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gil Scott Heron,
Interpol,
Pantaleimon,
the Slits,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Robert Hood,
Dark Day,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fuzztones,
Excepter,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Man Parrish,
Derrick May,
Amon Düül,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.