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 Ivory Coast and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer 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 Scan 7 to the grime 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Josef K,
Deadbeat,
Scientists,
Don Cherry,
Pole,
Lakeside,
the Bar-Kays,
Television,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Swans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Germs,
Bobby Byrd,
Sound Behaviour,
Angry Samoans,
David Axelrod,
Minor Threat,
T.S.O.L.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The New Christs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
H. Thieme,
Faraquet,
Nas,
Andrew Hill,
This Heat,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jawbox,
Urselle,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Alton Ellis,
Y Pants,
Rotary Connection,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Invisible,
Robert Görl,
The Sonics,
Sarah Menescal,
Johnny Clarke,
Kas Product,
The Standells,
MC5,
Avey Tare,
Marshall Jefferson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Byron Stingily,
Lower 48,
Guru Guru,
Pierre Henry,
Lou Reed,
Warren Ellis,
Joy Division,
Howard Jones,
Half Japanese,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Main Source,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
U.S. Maple,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.