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 United States and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Rosa Yemen to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Underground Resistance,
New York Dolls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Clear Light,
John Lydon,
Saccharine Trust,
Smog,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Slits,
Duran Duran,
Spoonie Gee,
Shoche,
Amon Düül II,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Busters,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Knickerbockers,
Dawn Penn,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Television,
Faraquet,
Mark Hollis,
Colin Newman,
Ken Boothe,
Khruangbin,
Boredoms,
Sun Ra,
The Happenings,
Black Pus,
The Gories,
Juan Atkins,
Banda Bassotti,
KRS-One,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Sherman,
Monolake,
Letta Mbulu,
U.S. Maple,
Barry Ungar,
D'Angelo,
Japan,
The Stooges,
Terrestrial Tones,
Magma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Schoolly D,
Ten City,
In Retrospect,
the Sonics,
Stetsasonic,
The Index,
Fugazi,
Popol Vuh,
The Slackers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick Morgan,
The Evens,
Grey Daturas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.