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 the UAE and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Amazonics to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Black Bananas,
The Star Department,
Mandrill,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Hardrive,
Khruangbin,
Audionom,
DJ Sneak,
Eli Mardock,
Moss Icon,
Suicide,
The Offenders,
Josef K,
The Black Dice,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kas Product,
Royal Trux,
Hashim,
Cheater Slicks,
Judy Mowatt,
Sarah Menescal,
Soul II Soul,
The Move,
Essential Logic,
The Cure,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eric Dolphy,
Metal Thangz,
Henry Cow,
Procol Harum,
Shoche,
Pagans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Toni Rubio,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stiv Bators,
Echospace,
Y Pants,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ornette Coleman,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Shadows of Knight,
Flash Fearless,
China Crisis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
LL Cool J,
Throbbing Gristle,
Boredoms,
Franke,
Dual Sessions,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deadbeat,
L. Decosne,
The American Breed,
The Trojans,
The Raincoats,
Aaron Thompson,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.