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 Georgia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the rock 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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Yellowson,
Brass Construction,
Eve St. Jones,
Bad Manners,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobby Byrd,
Babytalk,
Johnny Osbourne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Raincoats,
X-102,
Flash Fearless,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Shoche,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terrestrial Tones,
David Bowie,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
B.T. Express,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nick Fraelich,
A Flock of Seagulls,
K-Klass,
DJ Style,
Rosa Yemen,
Warsaw,
The Gap Band,
Iggy Pop,
Robert Wyatt,
David McCallum,
Archie Shepp,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Germs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alphaville,
The Kinks,
Ice-T,
The Offenders,
Bush Tetras,
The Remains,
Piero Umiliani,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Age Steppers,
The Fugs,
Desert Stars,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-101,
Agitation Free,
Tropical Tobacco,
Zero Boys,
Funkadelic,
Moebius,
Radio Birdman,
Blossom Toes,
Sällskapet,
Glenn Branca,
Accadde A,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.