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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rites of Spring to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Alphaville,
Oblivians,
Technova,
Eden Ahbez,
Chris Corsano,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kurtis Blow,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Moon,
Bootsy Collins,
Whodini,
Don Cherry,
Aural Exciters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mojo Men,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ludus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tres Demented,
Chrome,
Buzzcocks,
Arcadia,
The American Breed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minor Threat,
Surgeon,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Wake,
Crispy Ambulance,
Blake Baxter,
Tommy Roe,
Jacques Brel,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Invisible,
Sandy B,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gun Club,
Crash Course in Science,
Model 500,
Quadrant,
Dave Gahan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Davy DMX,
The Doors,
The Five Americans,
The Trojans,
AZ,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Birthday Party,
James White and The Blacks,
The Techniques,
Skriet,
Robert Wyatt,
Sun Ra,
R.M.O.,
The Velvet Underground,
The Smoke,
Essential Logic,
Sound Behaviour,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.