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 Madagascar and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb 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 Nils Olav to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mark Hollis,
Grandmaster Flash,
Circle Jerks,
Symarip,
T. Rex,
Quadrant,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobbi Humphrey,
LL Cool J,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Siglo XX,
The Fortunes,
Roy Ayers,
Isaac Hayes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cymande,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Severed Heads,
Agent Orange,
Goldenarms,
Japan,
The Stooges,
Eden Ahbez,
Stetsasonic,
The Leaves,
Brick,
Massinfluence,
The New Christs,
The Sound,
L. Decosne,
The Walker Brothers,
Rekid,
DJ Sneak,
Royal Trux,
Radio Birdman,
Sister Nancy,
Glenn Branca,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fire Engines,
China Crisis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ultra Naté,
AZ,
Skarface,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Sonics,
Can,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Shuggie Otis,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harry Pussy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Archie Shepp,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.