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 Chad and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Intrusion to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Zapp,
Shuggie Otis,
Roxy Music,
Aaron Thompson,
Gastr Del Sol,
D'Angelo,
The Standells,
Boogie Down Productions,
Outsiders,
The Smoke,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lalann,
Vainqueur,
Scientists,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
ABC,
Marvin Gaye,
The Gap Band,
Wire,
Minor Threat,
Echospace,
Absolute Body Control,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Selecter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Arab on Radar,
Jacob Miller,
Glenn Branca,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun Ra,
Scott Walker,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
CMW,
Loose Ends,
Black Flag,
B.T. Express,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Isaac Hayes,
Kayak,
Swans,
Nils Olav,
Urselle,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moebius,
Surgeon,
Television Personalities,
Roxette,
Laurel Aitken,
The Victims,
Aural Exciters,
Hasil Adkins,
Lucky Dragons,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yellowson,
Jeff Lynne,
Sam Rivers,
the Slits,
Metal Thangz,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.