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 Mozambique and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Neu! to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Steve Hackett,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gladiators,
Lightning Bolt,
DJ Style,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lou Christie,
The Doors,
Faust,
The Fall,
Gerry Rafferty,
Radio Birdman,
Sandy B,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Searchers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cecil Taylor,
Toni Rubio,
Magma,
Morten Harket,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lakeside,
Clear Light,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DJ Sneak,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
JFA,
Procol Harum,
Glenn Branca,
Traffic Nightmare,
Black Moon,
Idris Muhammad,
a-ha,
Archie Shepp,
Wasted Youth,
Little Man,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hardrive,
the Slits,
Con Funk Shun,
Altered Images,
Electric Prunes,
Bush Tetras,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bob Dylan,
Babytalk,
Flash Fearless,
Mantronix,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eli Mardock,
The Grass Roots,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Iggy Pop,
Crash Course in Science,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.