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 Germany and from Beijing.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Blossom Toes 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Buzzcocks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deakin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Subhumans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Move,
Stiv Bators,
John Holt,
Joy Division,
The Red Krayola,
John Cale,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Erasure,
Scan 7,
Althea and Donna,
Ludus,
Tres Demented,
Anakelly,
Glambeats Corp.,
Excepter,
kango's stein massive,
The Doors,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gun Club,
Morten Harket,
Mandrill,
Underground Resistance,
Jeff Lynne,
Pulsallama,
The Fortunes,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Womack,
Marine Girls,
The Sonics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Amazonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Circle Jerks,
The Slackers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Agitation Free,
Fear,
Boogie Down Productions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül,
Faust,
Prince Buster,
Swans,
Kenny Larkin,
The Toasters,
The Happenings,
48th St. Collective,
Hasil Adkins,
New Order,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eden Ahbez,
David Axelrod,
Adolescents,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.