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 Botswana and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
The Offenders,
Inner City,
Big Daddy Kane,
Vladislav Delay,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Magazine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alton Ellis,
New Order,
Sparks,
Maurizio,
Faraquet,
Black Moon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Depeche Mode,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Susan Cadogan,
Tim Buckley,
The Fall,
Nirvana,
Monks,
Soft Cell,
The Beau Brummels,
Simply Red,
The Mummies,
Freddie Wadling,
Charles Mingus,
Hoover,
Lower 48,
Anthony Braxton,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joy Division,
The Victims,
Nils Olav,
Reagan Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Juan Atkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Pylon,
Underground Resistance,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scan 7,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Godley & Creme,
Sällskapet,
Colin Newman,
Soft Machine,
Iggy Pop,
John Coltrane,
Scott Walker,
Nation of Ulysses,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Buzzcocks,
Jerry's Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Television Personalities,
The Searchers,
Jandek,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.