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 Russia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Rod Modell to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rod Modell,
E-Dancer,
Rakim,
Fad Gadget,
Bizarre Inc.,
Harry Pussy,
Altered Images,
Barry Ungar,
Maleditus Sound,
Connie Case,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Spoonie Gee,
Alton Ellis,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Clear Light,
U.S. Maple,
The Fuzztones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
June Days,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Velvet Underground,
Sarah Menescal,
Von Mondo,
The Saints,
Derrick Morgan,
Hasil Adkins,
The Blues Magoos,
The Move,
The Grass Roots,
Yazoo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pet Shop Boys,
Swans,
Drive Like Jehu,
David Bowie,
Minutemen,
Black Pus,
Alice Coltrane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joey Negro,
Godley & Creme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Barracudas,
Pagans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dual Sessions,
Grauzone,
Matthew Bourne,
Faraquet,
Boogie Down Productions,
One Last Wish,
The Neon Judgement,
Drexciya,
Cluster,
Public Image Ltd.,
Parry Music,
The Toasters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.