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 Tajikistan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 Desert Stars to the rap 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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Sixth Finger,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Remains,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Aswad,
The Toasters,
Flash Fearless,
Matthew Bourne,
John Lydon,
The Gladiators,
Goldenarms,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Theoretical Girls,
Terry Callier,
Andrew Hill,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Siglo XX,
Max Romeo,
Hoover,
The Fire Engines,
Harpers Bizarre,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Grass Roots,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Colin Newman,
Fugazi,
The Vogues,
Derrick May,
Oblivians,
Sällskapet,
KRS-One,
Unrelated Segments,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Byrd,
The Cure,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yellowson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kurtis Blow,
The Kinks,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fuzztones,
Sex Pistols,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Piero Umiliani,
the Human League,
Anthony Braxton,
Y Pants,
Banda Bassotti,
Ohio Players,
Curtis Mayfield,
Panda Bear,
The Residents,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Echospace,
China Crisis,
Mission of Burma,
Zero Boys,
The Evens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.