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 Azerbaijan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Qualms to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
The Cramps,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Yusef Lateef,
The Knickerbockers,
Section 25,
Porter Ricks,
Freddie Wadling,
Nirvana,
Malaria!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Technova,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cymande,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Interpol,
Marine Girls,
The Blues Magoos,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Liliput,
The Gap Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Rhythm & Sound,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scientists,
Drexciya,
Thompson Twins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Monochrome Set,
Skriet,
Cal Tjader,
Scott Walker,
Zero Boys,
Mandrill,
Essential Logic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crispian St. Peters,
MDC,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jawbox,
Sun Ra,
Camouflage,
Lightning Bolt,
Sam Rivers,
Faraquet,
Kaleidoscope,
Motorama,
Massinfluence,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Siglo XX,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Prince Buster,
Subhumans,
kango's stein massive,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Human League,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Robert Görl,
Suburban Knight,
Stereo Dub,
The Stooges,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.