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 Chad and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar 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 CMW to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pere Ubu,
Wasted Youth,
Anthony Braxton,
X-102,
The Techniques,
Charles Mingus,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Zeros,
Lightning Bolt,
Television,
Popol Vuh,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Normal,
Delta 5,
The Fugs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris Corsano,
The Pop Group,
The Modern Lovers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Sherman,
The Buckinghams,
Goldenarms,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Beau Brummels,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Khruangbin,
Kaleidoscope,
The Last Poets,
CMW,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fatback Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kenny Larkin,
Dead Boys,
Minor Threat,
Pantytec,
Lungfish,
Arab on Radar,
The Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Malaria!,
K-Klass,
Todd Terry,
FM Einheit,
Visage,
The Monks,
The Barracudas,
Suburban Knight,
Brass Construction,
Interpol,
Kayak,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Slave,
The Count Five,
Brand Nubian,
Los Fastidios,
Aswad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.