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 Andorra and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord 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 Second Layer to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Harmonia,
Anakelly,
the Association,
The Detroit Cobras,
Metal Thangz,
Crooked Eye,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultra Naté,
Ken Boothe,
Patti Smith,
Bob Dylan,
Tom Boy,
Laurel Aitken,
EPMD,
The Trojans,
Ludus,
Banda Bassotti,
Sällskapet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wasted Youth,
E-Dancer,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pagans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
One Last Wish,
Sonic Youth,
Make Up,
Avey Tare,
Pantytec,
James Chance & The Contortions,
10cc,
the Swans,
DJ Style,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pierre Henry,
Flash Fearless,
Howard Jones,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Techniques,
The Beau Brummels,
Dawn Penn,
Jimmy McGriff,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Talk Talk,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Blackbyrds,
Shuggie Otis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crispian St. Peters,
Motorama,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
KRS-One,
The Shadows of Knight,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.