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 Tunisia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Lou Reed to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Archie Shepp,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Pus,
The Monks,
Derrick May,
Infiniti,
JFA,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Slits,
Leonard Cohen,
Slick Rick,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Neon Judgement,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gil Scott Heron,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Blackbyrds,
The Vogues,
Boredoms,
The Toasters,
Deepchord,
kango's stein massive,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Raincoats,
ABBA,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sister Nancy,
Funkadelic,
Youth Brigade,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang Starr,
Blossom Toes,
Nico,
Royal Trux,
Arcadia,
The Litter,
Al Stewart,
Eden Ahbez,
Dave Gahan,
CMW,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Black Dice,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mantronix,
Kurtis Blow,
Andrew Hill,
Popol Vuh,
Joyce Sims,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Stooges,
The Dave Clark Five,
Albert Ayler,
Sällskapet,
Marmalade,
Marine Girls,
10cc,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.