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 Nepal and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 Visage to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Hoover,
Faust,
Arcadia,
Inner City,
Dark Day,
Man Eating Sloth,
These Immortal Souls,
Pierre Henry,
Cluster,
Rites of Spring,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Swans,
Black Sheep,
Bluetip,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Count Five,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nils Olav,
Mars,
The Smoke,
Maleditus Sound,
Terry Callier,
Deakin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
New Age Steppers,
the Bar-Kays,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Arthur Verocai,
Sarah Menescal,
Swans,
Josef K,
Blake Baxter,
MC5,
The Angels of Light,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marine Girls,
MDC,
The Doors,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sex Pistols,
John Coltrane,
Smog,
L. Decosne,
The Moody Blues,
Scratch Acid,
The Divine Comedy,
Surgeon,
The United States of America,
Yusef Lateef,
Whodini,
Heaven 17,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang Starr,
The Wake,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft.
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.