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 Finland and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Kevin Saunderson,
Spandau Ballet,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare,
The Neon Judgement,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Five Americans,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Byrd,
Fluxion,
Monks,
Crooked Eye,
The Remains,
Scan 7,
Public Enemy,
Alphaville,
Angry Samoans,
The Knickerbockers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rotary Connection,
Hot Snakes,
Accadde A,
Tears for Fears,
the Normal,
The Move,
The Zeros,
The Moody Blues,
Patti Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
Camberwell Now,
John Lydon,
Stereo Dub,
Minnie Riperton,
Rosa Yemen,
One Last Wish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Shuggie Otis,
Babytalk,
the Bar-Kays,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Evens,
Black Moon,
Bad Manners,
Drexciya,
the Germs,
Aloha Tigers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dead Boys,
Aural Exciters,
Organ,
Gang of Four,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Siglo XX,
Jawbox,
Ludus,
Rakim,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.