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 Mauritius and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Peter & Gordon to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
E-Dancer,
The Cramps,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roxette,
Alice Coltrane,
Babytalk,
Amazonics,
Fad Gadget,
cv313,
Prince Buster,
Minutemen,
Arab on Radar,
Little Man,
Cheater Slicks,
Andrew Hill,
The Slits,
Wings,
Ponytail,
Pussy Galore,
Scion,
Marvin Gaye,
Tres Demented,
Zapp,
Eric B and Rakim,
Technova,
The Standells,
The Blues Magoos,
Japan,
Surgeon,
The Remains,
Slick Rick,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Carl Craig,
Anthony Braxton,
Basic Channel,
H. Thieme,
The Victims,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Black Dice,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Piero Umiliani,
Reagan Youth,
Jawbox,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quantec,
Scott Walker,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
One Last Wish,
Urselle,
KRS-One,
Crash Course in Science,
La Düsseldorf,
Drexciya,
Hot Snakes,
John Holt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.