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 Singapore and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the sitar 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 Infiniti to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Adolescents,
Roy Ayers,
Delta 5,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barrington Levy,
Patti Smith,
D'Angelo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Young Rascals,
Silicon Teens,
DJ Sneak,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Reagan Youth,
Mo-Dettes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Wells,
Pharoah Sanders,
Section 25,
Sandy B,
The Trojans,
Neu!,
The Alarm Clocks,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Associates,
Barry Ungar,
Juan Atkins,
The Names,
Au Pairs,
Peter and Kerry,
Scratch Acid,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crime,
Chrome,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sonic Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
Surgeon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Durutti Column,
Gong,
Wire,
Ossler,
Essential Logic,
The Pop Group,
Sound Behaviour,
Barbara Tucker,
The Doors,
The Zeros,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Schoolly D,
Barclay James Harvest,
New Age Steppers,
Can,
Mr. Review,
Michelle Simonal,
Oblivians,
Scrapy,
Scan 7,
Warsaw,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.