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 Liberia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ 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 Thompson Twins to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
The Names,
Sparks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Con Funk Shun,
kango's stein massive,
B.T. Express,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Smog,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bill Wells,
Magma,
This Heat,
Scott Walker,
Kerri Chandler,
The Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
Porter Ricks,
Sonic Youth,
Essential Logic,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Raincoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moleskins,
The Doors,
Barrington Levy,
Eric Dolphy,
The Blues Magoos,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joe Finger,
Arcadia,
Zapp,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cheater Slicks,
Subhumans,
Ohio Players,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Skaos,
The Angels of Light,
R.M.O.,
Neil Young,
Thompson Twins,
The Detroit Cobras,
Trumans Water,
Skriet,
The American Breed,
Idris Muhammad,
Alphaville,
The Buckinghams,
Neu!,
Bobby Byrd,
Suburban Knight,
Monolake,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool Moe Dee,
Aswad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cal Tjader,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.