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 United States and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 arpeggiator 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 the Normal to the punk 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Todd Rundgren,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Bananas,
T. Rex,
China Crisis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Banda Bassotti,
Bill Wells,
Joy Division,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Star Department,
Lindisfarne,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sandy B,
Heaven 17,
Bizarre Inc.,
Graham Central Station,
Warren Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fela Kuti,
Guru Guru,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Country Teasers,
Silicon Teens,
Schoolly D,
MDC,
Spoonie Gee,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Aswad,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brass Construction,
Althea and Donna,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Misunderstood,
Urselle,
Andrew Hill,
The Blues Magoos,
Black Flag,
Stetsasonic,
James White and The Blacks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Soft Machine,
Connie Case,
The Cramps,
H. Thieme,
Throbbing Gristle,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Standells,
Animal Collective,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Durutti Column,
Nik Kershaw,
Peter and Kerry,
Main Source,
The Monochrome Set,
John Foxx,
Neu!,
Amon Düül II,
The American Breed,
Jerry's Kids,
Derrick May,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.