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 Iceland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Youth Brigade to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Negative Approach,
The Toasters,
Freddie Wadling,
Deepchord,
Siglo XX,
Agitation Free,
Anakelly,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Sonics,
La Düsseldorf,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Sonics,
Pulsallama,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nick Fraelich,
Vladislav Delay,
Jacques Brel,
New Order,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wolf Eyes,
the Swans,
The American Breed,
The Monks,
Lou Reed,
Massinfluence,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brass Construction,
Agent Orange,
Arcadia,
John Foxx,
Kaleidoscope,
Crispy Ambulance,
Country Teasers,
John Cale,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Flesh Eaters,
Public Enemy,
JFA,
Malaria!,
Schoolly D,
Scion,
Minutemen,
Davy DMX,
Lebanon Hanover,
Groovy Waters,
Fear,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pierre Henry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
10cc,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Carl Craig,
Lyres,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jawbox,
Black Sheep,
Television Personalities,
Lightning Bolt,
Ludus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.