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 Ivory Coast and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 arpeggiator 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 Althea and Donna to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Radio Birdman,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Fuzztones,
Bronski Beat,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Slits,
the Normal,
Robert Hood,
La Düsseldorf,
Henry Cow,
Barclay James Harvest,
Patti Smith,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Monochrome Set,
Monolake,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sun City Girls,
Scan 7,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aural Exciters,
China Crisis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eddi Front,
Nick Fraelich,
Shoche,
Symarip,
Swans,
Black Bananas,
Bill Wells,
Inner City,
The Invisible,
Kenny Larkin,
Ludus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camberwell Now,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Yazoo,
DJ Sneak,
Surgeon,
Banda Bassotti,
Smog,
Grey Daturas,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gang Starr,
Glambeats Corp.,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash,
The United States of America,
Cluster,
Joensuu 1685,
Quando Quango,
Agitation Free,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Interpol,
Unrelated Segments,
Suburban Knight,
Sonic Youth,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.