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 El Salvador and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Martian to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Brick,
Pere Ubu,
Skaos,
Soul Sonic Force,
Iggy Pop,
DJ Style,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nico,
Curtis Mayfield,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marc Almond,
UT,
Skarface,
Malaria!,
Section 25,
The Velvet Underground,
Mary Jane Girls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Half Japanese,
Fad Gadget,
Sly & The Family Stone,
New Order,
Nils Olav,
Suicide,
Scratch Acid,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Japan,
EPMD,
Grey Daturas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fugazi,
The Last Poets,
Hashim,
Lakeside,
Marine Girls,
Sun Ra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scan 7,
The Slits,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ornette Coleman,
the Human League,
Beasts of Bourbon,
X-Ray Spex,
Big Daddy Kane,
Metal Thangz,
The Motions,
Delta 5,
The J.B.'s,
Ralphi Rosario,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
World's Most,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter & Gordon,
Leonard Cohen,
Camouflage,
Mantronix,
The Gladiators,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.