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 Brunei and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 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 Jawbox to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Judy Mowatt,
Skaos,
Donny Hathaway,
The Divine Comedy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Move,
Neu!,
Pierre Henry,
Arab on Radar,
The Black Dice,
The Standells,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Smooth,
Yusef Lateef,
Davy DMX,
The Walker Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
The Monks,
Sex Pistols,
Shoche,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Drive Like Jehu,
China Crisis,
The Fire Engines,
The Moody Blues,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tropical Tobacco,
Aural Exciters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Niagra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Hood,
Idris Muhammad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Hoover,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ronan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Mummies,
John Coltrane,
Magma,
Gregory Isaacs,
Youth Brigade,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang Starr,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang Green,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Germs,
Nils Olav,
Marvin Gaye,
Albert Ayler,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.