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 Tanzania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Lower 48,
Model 500,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tim Buckley,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Slits,
Niagra,
The Beau Brummels,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cowsills,
Sight & Sound,
Man Parrish,
Juan Atkins,
Camberwell Now,
Michelle Simonal,
Maurizio,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeff Lynne,
Leonard Cohen,
Monks,
Circle Jerks,
Robert Görl,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scratch Acid,
Fat Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lalann,
Drive Like Jehu,
Neil Young,
The Busters,
B.T. Express,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
New York Dolls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ornette Coleman,
Panda Bear,
Nik Kershaw,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roy Ayers,
Cybotron,
Newcleus,
Oblivians,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pere Ubu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Parry Music,
Schoolly D,
Simply Red,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wasted Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Robert Hood,
Lungfish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Matthew Bourne,
Lakeside,
Carl Craig,
Sun Ra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.