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 Libya and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Lee Hazlewood to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
The Monochrome Set,
Masters at Work,
Con Funk Shun,
Radiohead,
Gregory Isaacs,
Negative Approach,
Warsaw,
Vladislav Delay,
Ohio Players,
Jacques Brel,
The Skatalites,
The Mojo Men,
Gong,
Vainqueur,
The Saints,
Neil Young,
Deadbeat,
Boz Scaggs,
Susan Cadogan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Foxx,
Tubeway Army,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Happenings,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Reagan Youth,
Intrusion,
Jacob Miller,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Zapp,
The Fugs,
The Buckinghams,
Peter and Kerry,
Rapeman,
Technova,
Liliput,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Slits,
The Invisible,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boredoms,
Nils Olav,
Neu!,
Section 25,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soft Machine,
The Dave Clark Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Circle Jerks,
Hasil Adkins,
The Birthday Party,
Loose Ends,
DJ Style,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alice Coltrane,
Derrick Morgan,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.