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 Cambodia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
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 harpsichord 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 X-102 to the disco 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Model 500,
Idris Muhammad,
Janne Schatter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
D'Angelo,
Talk Talk,
Procol Harum,
Lou Reed,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rhythm & Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
The Durutti Column,
Grauzone,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wire,
Intrusion,
Quadrant,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kas Product,
Yellowson,
Symarip,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scion,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ken Boothe,
Mark Hollis,
AZ,
The Walker Brothers,
Japan,
Jerry's Kids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Sparks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cal Tjader,
The Tremeloes,
David McCallum,
Moebius,
Swans,
Prince Buster,
Livin' Joy,
Technova,
Bang On A Can,
Minnie Riperton,
Dual Sessions,
Organ,
Basic Channel,
The Skatalites,
Harmonia,
The Modern Lovers,
Mad Mike,
Make Up,
The Red Krayola,
Vladislav Delay,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.