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 Turkmenistan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Joyce Sims to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Steve Hackett,
Grey Daturas,
Harmonia,
The Martian,
The Beau Brummels,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ultravox,
The Raincoats,
Lungfish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Metal Thangz,
Outsiders,
Main Source,
Jeff Lynne,
Gichy Dan,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Accadde A,
Thompson Twins,
Ten City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Delta 5,
The American Breed,
The Litter,
Soft Cell,
Alphaville,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Invisible,
Mad Mike,
The Walker Brothers,
Guru Guru,
Amon Düül II,
The Smoke,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultra Naté,
Davy DMX,
Wally Richardson,
Bill Wells,
The Happenings,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sandy B,
Blake Baxter,
June Days,
Half Japanese,
Altered Images,
The Slits,
Mission of Burma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun City Girls,
Fat Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Sällskapet,
Negative Approach,
Television Personalities,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
K-Klass,
Sarah Menescal,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.