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 Gambia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
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 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Unwound,
Visage,
Derrick Morgan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sun City Girls,
Fugazi,
the Germs,
Black Moon,
Urselle,
The Associates,
Tres Demented,
Franke,
The Happenings,
Sandy B,
Bobby Womack,
The Doors,
Eric Copeland,
Roxy Music,
Flash Fearless,
Pierre Henry,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Model 500,
Letta Mbulu,
the Association,
Saccharine Trust,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soft Machine,
B.T. Express,
Heaven 17,
Danielle Patucci,
10cc,
The Blackbyrds,
Tomorrow,
Ohio Players,
Japan,
Ten City,
U.S. Maple,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minny Pops,
Von Mondo,
Sound Behaviour,
Aloha Tigers,
KRS-One,
Dave Gahan,
Q65,
Spoonie Gee,
D'Angelo,
Brick,
Robert Hood,
Half Japanese,
John Coltrane,
48th St. Collective,
Silicon Teens,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Flag,
MDC,
The Moody Blues,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.