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 China and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Hardrive to the dance 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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Patti Smith,
Popol Vuh,
Monks,
Severed Heads,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yaz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Theoretical Girls,
Bluetip,
Lee Hazlewood,
Surgeon,
The Moody Blues,
Avey Tare,
The Litter,
The Gories,
X-102,
Alton Ellis,
Suburban Knight,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Television,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Slave,
Kurtis Blow,
Amon Düül II,
Sun Ra,
Fad Gadget,
Unrelated Segments,
Tom Boy,
Janne Schatter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Human League,
Delta 5,
Skriet,
The Shadows of Knight,
David Axelrod,
Joey Negro,
Arcadia,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Unwound,
Sight & Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Public Enemy,
Vainqueur,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flash Fearless,
Circle Jerks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Reed,
Television Personalities,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Danielle Patucci,
Darondo,
Buzzcocks,
Ronan,
Fugazi,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.