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 Mali and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 Spoonie Gee to the crunk 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nils Olav,
8 Eyed Spy,
Intrusion,
The Remains,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scott Walker,
Joey Negro,
La Düsseldorf,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Patti Smith,
The Slits,
Eddi Front,
Pylon,
Fatback Band,
The Fugs,
Robert Görl,
Monolake,
Swell Maps,
Nick Fraelich,
Fat Boys,
Zero Boys,
Duran Duran,
Index,
Brand Nubian,
Magazine,
Kenny Larkin,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joe Smooth,
The Sound,
Q and Not U,
The Martian,
LL Cool J,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dead Boys,
Al Stewart,
Connie Case,
Deakin,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Donald Byrd,
Vladislav Delay,
cv313,
Bluetip,
Sun City Girls,
Ludus,
Yaz,
Hashim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sparks,
Thompson Twins,
Ten City,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DJ Sneak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Subhumans,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.