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 Luxembourg and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar 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 Young Marble Giants to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
The Monks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Buzzcocks,
The Pretty Things,
Absolute Body Control,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Easy Going,
Anakelly,
Pierre Henry,
Piero Umiliani,
John Lydon,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Arab on Radar,
Audionom,
China Crisis,
The Music Machine,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harry Pussy,
The Slackers,
Darondo,
Prince Buster,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Count Five,
Swans,
the Swans,
Qualms,
Babytalk,
Cluster,
Kurtis Blow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Moon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lindisfarne,
Bronski Beat,
Q and Not U,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Khruangbin,
Ornette Coleman,
Scratch Acid,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rod Modell,
Ponytail,
Von Mondo,
Brand Nubian,
Wasted Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
Chris Corsano,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Los Fastidios,
10cc,
Accadde A,
Guru Guru,
Nik Kershaw,
X-Ray Spex,
Neil Young,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.