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 Suriname and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fluxion to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mr. Review,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Anthony Braxton,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roxette,
The Zeros,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Swans,
Fluxion,
Gichy Dan,
The Star Department,
Drexciya,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tubeway Army,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Suicide,
K-Klass,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eddi Front,
Pere Ubu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Connie Case,
Popol Vuh,
Mo-Dettes,
Wasted Youth,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Soft Cell,
OOIOO,
Blossom Toes,
E-Dancer,
Black Bananas,
Neu!,
Gang of Four,
Sandy B,
Juan Atkins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hot Snakes,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Flag,
Yazoo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DJ Style,
The Invisible,
Prince Buster,
Soft Machine,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mandrill,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Human League,
The Walker Brothers,
Mark Hollis,
Yaz,
Brand Nubian,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.