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 Congo and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator 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 T. Rex to the jazz 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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
PIL,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Newcleus,
Zapp,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Quadrant,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Depeche Mode,
Davy DMX,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
DJ Sneak,
Cybotron,
The Toasters,
DJ Style,
Laurel Aitken,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fat Boys,
Barry Ungar,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Supertramp,
Tom Boy,
Tim Buckley,
Danielle Patucci,
Harry Pussy,
Todd Terry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Isaac Hayes,
D'Angelo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Maurizio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Raincoats,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Andrew Hill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eric Copeland,
The Fall,
Skaos,
The Electric Prunes,
The Grass Roots,
The Stooges,
Ten City,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris & Cosey,
Simply Red,
Suicide,
Delon & Dalcan,
Carl Craig,
The Kinks,
Silicon Teens,
The Knickerbockers,
Desert Stars,
Model 500,
Mars,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Brand Nubian,
Marvin Gaye,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.