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 Portugal and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro 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 Delta 5 to the techno 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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vainqueur,
Severed Heads,
Eric Copeland,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
David Axelrod,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minutemen,
The Blues Magoos,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nico,
Can,
Alison Limerick,
Rotary Connection,
Angry Samoans,
Pole,
Porter Ricks,
Arthur Verocai,
Monolake,
Pulsallama,
The Associates,
The Knickerbockers,
Crooked Eye,
Dark Day,
Theoretical Girls,
Tommy Roe,
Goldenarms,
Oblivians,
The Durutti Column,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
Joy Division,
Harmonia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joyce Sims,
Iggy Pop,
The Blackbyrds,
Mr. Review,
The Last Poets,
Chris & Cosey,
Pagans,
Make Up,
New Age Steppers,
Avey Tare,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fugazi,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sixth Finger,
The Tremeloes,
Half Japanese,
Moebius,
Outsiders,
Cal Tjader,
The Techniques,
Boredoms,
The Neon Judgement,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.