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 Congo and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Sunsets and Hearts 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
The Sisters of Mercy,
F. McDonald,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sex Pistols,
The Count Five,
Stiv Bators,
The Grass Roots,
Maleditus Sound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Interpol,
Pere Ubu,
Danielle Patucci,
Soft Cell,
Soft Machine,
Joe Finger,
T. Rex,
Zapp,
The Slackers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Young Rascals,
Rapeman,
Panda Bear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lebanon Hanover,
Faraquet,
Jacob Miller,
Man Parrish,
Bobby Byrd,
The Associates,
Michelle Simonal,
The Slits,
Buzzcocks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pylon,
Amazonics,
Can,
Derrick May,
Todd Terry,
T.S.O.L.,
Barbara Tucker,
Monks,
The Martian,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Urselle,
Chris Corsano,
Albert Ayler,
Accadde A,
R.M.O.,
the Germs,
Mr. Review,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bad Manners,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Traffic Nightmare,
Q and Not U,
Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.