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 Tunisia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro 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 Liliput to the jazz 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marvin Gaye,
Rakim,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nick Fraelich,
Jacob Miller,
Barclay James Harvest,
Khruangbin,
Stiv Bators,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Organ,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Country Joe & The Fish,
David McCallum,
Tommy Roe,
Das Ding,
Oneida,
Arthur Verocai,
the Association,
Grandmaster Flash,
Minny Pops,
Cecil Taylor,
Absolute Body Control,
Lightning Bolt,
Isaac Hayes,
Laurel Aitken,
The Birthday Party,
Nils Olav,
the Human League,
Bronski Beat,
The Smoke,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eddi Front,
the Fania All-Stars,
Dark Day,
Monks,
Wings,
Marine Girls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Danielle Patucci,
OOIOO,
Arcadia,
Lee Hazlewood,
In Retrospect,
Royal Trux,
Agitation Free,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nik Kershaw,
the Slits,
Godley & Creme,
Procol Harum,
DJ Style,
Rotary Connection,
R.M.O.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Standells,
Scratch Acid,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.