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 Austria and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Jandek to the electroclash 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Sherman,
Parry Music,
The Dave Clark Five,
Yaz,
Kaleidoscope,
Iggy Pop,
Rotary Connection,
the Germs,
The Gories,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Public Enemy,
Sugar Minott,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bill Wells,
Oblivians,
Cheater Slicks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Avey Tare,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Reed,
Gerry Rafferty,
Monks,
Crash Course in Science,
Gang Green,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Zero Boys,
Blake Baxter,
Simply Red,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Procol Harum,
Y Pants,
Bill Near,
Letta Mbulu,
Lower 48,
Minnie Riperton,
Harpers Bizarre,
Robert Hood,
Minutemen,
Laurel Aitken,
Fear,
David McCallum,
Lungfish,
Pussy Galore,
Groovy Waters,
Eddi Front,
Erykah Badu,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Human League,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mad Mike,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eve St. Jones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wasted Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eden Ahbez,
Erasure,
Drexciya,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.