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 Congo and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar 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 Wally Richardson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Robert Hood,
Hot Snakes,
Rufus Thomas,
Boredoms,
The Divine Comedy,
The Mojo Men,
Parry Music,
Radiopuhelimet,
Agitation Free,
The Zeros,
Duran Duran,
Brick,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Q and Not U,
Jawbox,
Shuggie Otis,
Das Ding,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Young Rascals,
The Alarm Clocks,
Robert Wyatt,
Dennis Brown,
Stetsasonic,
Gastr Del Sol,
D'Angelo,
Shoche,
The Fire Engines,
The Fortunes,
Rites of Spring,
Erasure,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cameo,
Young Marble Giants,
Oneida,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rosa Yemen,
Aaron Thompson,
FM Einheit,
The Evens,
The Pop Group,
Anakelly,
Talk Talk,
Qualms,
Electric Prunes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bob Dylan,
Spandau Ballet,
the Normal,
Motorama,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Althea and Donna,
The Stooges,
Dave Gahan,
Aural Exciters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.