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 Andorra and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar 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 World's Most to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Youth Brigade,
Schoolly D,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jeff Mills,
June of 44,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gabor Szabo,
a-ha,
The Neon Judgement,
Niagra,
Robert Görl,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Trumans Water,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Interpol,
Dark Day,
Arab on Radar,
The Raincoats,
Blossom Toes,
The Golliwogs,
The Trojans,
The Count Five,
Nick Fraelich,
Bob Dylan,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gladiators,
Underground Resistance,
The Happenings,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobby Byrd,
Charles Mingus,
Parry Music,
Carl Craig,
Janne Schatter,
Desert Stars,
X-Ray Spex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Holt,
DJ Sneak,
Radio Birdman,
Sound Behaviour,
Little Man,
Lou Reed,
Hasil Adkins,
Marvin Gaye,
The Moleskins,
The Saints,
Dead Boys,
Audionom,
World's Most,
The Velvet Underground,
Au Pairs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Procol Harum,
China Crisis,
Hardrive,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eurythmics,
The Dirtbombs,
Glenn Branca,
T.S.O.L.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.