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 Croatia and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Guru Guru to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
In Retrospect,
The Invisible,
Jandek,
Erykah Badu,
Connie Case,
H. Thieme,
Nils Olav,
Letta Mbulu,
Wire,
Cheater Slicks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
X-102,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mission of Burma,
Pantaleimon,
Toni Rubio,
Supertramp,
Eric Copeland,
Fat Boys,
Swell Maps,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Althea and Donna,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wolf Eyes,
The Misunderstood,
Marcia Griffiths,
Livin' Joy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
10cc,
Amon Düül II,
Vainqueur,
Joyce Sims,
The Grass Roots,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mojo Men,
Q and Not U,
Schoolly D,
The Residents,
Lou Reed,
Can,
Visage,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gladiators,
Eli Mardock,
X-101,
Cluster,
The Angels of Light,
The Kinks,
Andrew Hill,
Cecil Taylor,
Sandy B,
Procol Harum,
Johnny Osbourne,
Moebius,
Harry Pussy,
Subhumans,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.