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 Laos and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Michael McDonald 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 Leonard Cohen to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Judy Mowatt,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Wells,
The Seeds,
Smog,
Pet Shop Boys,
MC5,
Wasted Youth,
Duran Duran,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Real Kids,
Audionom,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Zeros,
Inner City,
The Fugs,
Nick Fraelich,
Wally Richardson,
Alison Limerick,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker,
Kaleidoscope,
The J.B.'s,
Angry Samoans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crooked Eye,
Intrusion,
Ralphi Rosario,
Idris Muhammad,
The Smoke,
Kevin Saunderson,
Skaos,
MDC,
The Offenders,
Curtis Mayfield,
Babytalk,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Prince Buster,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Q65,
Ultravox,
The Smiths,
Rod Modell,
Letta Mbulu,
Brothers Johnson,
Groovy Waters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dennis Brown,
Negative Approach,
Underground Resistance,
D'Angelo,
Crime,
The Toasters,
Scientists,
Barry Ungar,
Newcleus,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.