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 Serbia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 the Germs to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Accadde A,
Delta 5,
the Germs,
Rakim,
Ultra Naté,
Colin Newman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
June of 44,
A Flock of Seagulls,
In Retrospect,
Swell Maps,
Zapp,
Barry Ungar,
Joyce Sims,
Loose Ends,
Jacques Brel,
Clear Light,
Ponytail,
Bill Near,
Roxy Music,
Peter & Gordon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scrapy,
Lower 48,
Isaac Hayes,
Rotary Connection,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Slackers,
Trumans Water,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rites of Spring,
Alphaville,
Avey Tare,
Whodini,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mandrill,
Pussy Galore,
Wire,
LL Cool J,
Television Personalities,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Agitation Free,
Ice-T,
Babytalk,
Massinfluence,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gichy Dan,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maleditus Sound,
Duran Duran,
New York Dolls,
Roy Ayers,
T. Rex,
The Busters,
Deakin,
Royal Trux,
World's Most,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.