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 Nepal and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar 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 Anakelly to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Style,
The Moody Blues,
Scan 7,
Brand Nubian,
Wire,
Absolute Body Control,
The Monochrome Set,
Nico,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Green,
Nas,
Sugar Minott,
Joy Division,
Avey Tare,
Model 500,
a-ha,
The Victims,
X-102,
Barrington Levy,
10cc,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Fania All-Stars,
Electric Prunes,
The Birthday Party,
The Barracudas,
The Buckinghams,
Magma,
The Names,
Audionom,
Bobby Sherman,
Pulsallama,
Barbara Tucker,
Circle Jerks,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pierre Henry,
F. McDonald,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marine Girls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Simply Red,
the Normal,
Fad Gadget,
Adolescents,
Lower 48,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aswad,
Kas Product,
Gang Gang Dance,
Henry Cow,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donny Hathaway,
Ituana,
Archie Shepp,
Anthony Braxton,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eli Mardock,
Boredoms,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.