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 Mozambique and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 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 Sight & Sound to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
The Pretty Things,
James White and The Blacks,
The Tremeloes,
Lindisfarne,
Soft Cell,
Chrome,
Junior Murvin,
Qualms,
Black Sheep,
The Human League,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fuzztones,
Marine Girls,
OOIOO,
Khruangbin,
Silicon Teens,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Leaves,
Nick Fraelich,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boz Scaggs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Skriet,
Jeff Mills,
Sandy B,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Sherman,
Motorama,
R.M.O.,
The Gories,
Circle Jerks,
Bill Near,
The Litter,
Groovy Waters,
Fear,
Negative Approach,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hoover,
Davy DMX,
Neu!,
Amon Düül II,
The United States of America,
The Happenings,
Y Pants,
David Axelrod,
Morten Harket,
Royal Trux,
Procol Harum,
Tom Boy,
kango's stein massive,
Howard Jones,
The Divine Comedy,
Livin' Joy,
Zapp,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Loose Ends,
Liliput,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.