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 Korea North and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
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 sitar 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 Gil Scott Heron to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme 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?
Alphaville,
Jawbox,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Delta 5,
Patti Smith,
Joensuu 1685,
Radiohead,
Cal Tjader,
June of 44,
June Days,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Echospace,
Freddie Wadling,
Soul II Soul,
The Gladiators,
Vainqueur,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Misunderstood,
Bush Tetras,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Techniques,
Hoover,
Terry Callier,
The Neon Judgement,
Altered Images,
X-102,
Fela Kuti,
Half Japanese,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Cure,
The Music Machine,
Fear,
The Seeds,
L. Decosne,
Laurel Aitken,
Porter Ricks,
Nik Kershaw,
Audionom,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eden Ahbez,
Fatback Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Beau Brummels,
Hasil Adkins,
Jeff Lynne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Robert Wyatt,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Germs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ultravox,
Tomorrow,
The Standells,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bill Wells,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.