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 Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Sun Ra to the rap 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sparks,
Deakin,
Yusef Lateef,
Derrick Morgan,
Spoonie Gee,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Henry Cow,
Eurythmics,
Alton Ellis,
New Age Steppers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aural Exciters,
The Red Krayola,
ABBA,
Half Japanese,
cv313,
Fear,
Thompson Twins,
Albert Ayler,
Depeche Mode,
Traffic Nightmare,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Matthew Bourne,
Section 25,
Excepter,
David Axelrod,
Jeff Mills,
Monolake,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Steve Hackett,
Danielle Patucci,
The Happenings,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Vogues,
Delon & Dalcan,
Motorama,
Suicide,
Laurel Aitken,
Country Teasers,
Unrelated Segments,
The Count Five,
Al Stewart,
Adolescents,
Blossom Toes,
Angry Samoans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
David McCallum,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Outsiders,
the Sonics,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cameo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Japan,
The Walker Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roxette,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.