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 Yemen and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare 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 Robert Görl to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
MC5,
Metal Thangz,
Suicide,
Al Stewart,
Janne Schatter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Liliput,
Second Layer,
the Bar-Kays,
Duran Duran,
Funky Four + One,
Wire,
June of 44,
Quando Quango,
Saccharine Trust,
Joy Division,
Television Personalities,
The United States of America,
The Monks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Echospace,
Jandek,
Kenny Larkin,
Yellowson,
Alton Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
Massinfluence,
Camouflage,
Guru Guru,
Roxy Music,
Morten Harket,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pussy Galore,
Adolescents,
Fatback Band,
Easy Going,
The Index,
Eric B and Rakim,
Underground Resistance,
LL Cool J,
The Fortunes,
X-102,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Black Dice,
Faraquet,
The Techniques,
Nas,
ABC,
OOIOO,
Flipper,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Moby Grape,
Young Marble Giants,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Walker Brothers,
Lindisfarne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Buzzcocks,
The Barracudas,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.