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 Honduras and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Doobie Brothers to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Loose Ends,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Archie Shepp,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Swans,
Sparks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Charles Mingus,
Surgeon,
Cymande,
The Barracudas,
U.S. Maple,
Jandek,
Groovy Waters,
Hoover,
Alison Limerick,
Guru Guru,
Lucky Dragons,
Con Funk Shun,
Half Japanese,
Cybotron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
John Lydon,
DJ Sneak,
Amazonics,
Lalo Schifrin,
One Last Wish,
Agent Orange,
Nation of Ulysses,
Severed Heads,
Fatback Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Peter & Gordon,
Hardrive,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sister Nancy,
Hasil Adkins,
The Dead C,
Lee Hazlewood,
This Heat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tres Demented,
Peter and Kerry,
Black Bananas,
CMW,
Funkadelic,
Johnny Clarke,
Prince Buster,
Hot Snakes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minor Threat,
Simply Red,
Wally Richardson,
The Leaves,
Pere Ubu,
Scott Walker,
Chris & Cosey,
The Sonics,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.