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 Seychelles and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the techno 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
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,
The Slackers,
Heaven 17,
MC5,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Todd Terry,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joensuu 1685,
Cluster,
Zapp,
David McCallum,
Dual Sessions,
Sällskapet,
The Associates,
Graham Central Station,
Neu!,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tomorrow,
X-101,
T. Rex,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Donald Byrd,
Howard Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacques Brel,
Swans,
New Order,
A Certain Ratio,
Reagan Youth,
The Standells,
John Cale,
Scan 7,
The Gladiators,
Bob Dylan,
Prince Buster,
Joy Division,
Matthew Bourne,
DNA,
Nirvana,
Country Teasers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Erasure,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Brass Construction,
Gang Green,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pole,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gabor Szabo,
Scratch Acid,
Soul II Soul,
Quadrant,
Thee Headcoats,
Sonic Youth,
The Trojans,
Black Bananas,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.