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 Uzbekistan and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Half Japanese to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
David McCallum,
These Immortal Souls,
cv313,
Marine Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Saints,
Aswad,
Y Pants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ossler,
Excepter,
Bluetip,
U.S. Maple,
MC5,
Dual Sessions,
Ten City,
Scott Walker,
Dead Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
Tears for Fears,
Pussy Galore,
The Cure,
Marvin Gaye,
Blake Baxter,
Outsiders,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grauzone,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Young Rascals,
Flash Fearless,
Television,
Quando Quango,
Roxette,
Surgeon,
Altered Images,
DJ Style,
Index,
Schoolly D,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Model 500,
Lyres,
Marmalade,
The Pop Group,
KRS-One,
Silicon Teens,
Michelle Simonal,
Soft Cell,
Moss Icon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moby Grape,
Boz Scaggs,
Magazine,
Sister Nancy,
Todd Rundgren,
Swans,
Lightning Bolt,
Anakelly,
Franke,
Kool Moe Dee,
Avey Tare,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.