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 Chile and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 The Mojo Men 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Sun City Girls,
World's Most,
Niagra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Matthew Halsall,
The Smiths,
Connie Case,
Anakelly,
Chris & Cosey,
Los Fastidios,
Jerry's Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Albert Ayler,
Roxy Music,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Basic Channel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dead Boys,
The Smoke,
Urselle,
Spandau Ballet,
Symarip,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Faust,
Trumans Water,
Pantytec,
the Bar-Kays,
Fela Kuti,
Monolake,
One Last Wish,
Laurel Aitken,
Procol Harum,
Lou Reed,
The Wake,
Organ,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minny Pops,
Kerrie Biddell,
Alison Limerick,
Ralphi Rosario,
June of 44,
Country Teasers,
Sonny Sharrock,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pere Ubu,
ABC,
Howard Jones,
Sandy B,
The Toasters,
Youth Brigade,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Görl,
Q and Not U,
Moebius,
X-102,
New Age Steppers,
Rekid,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.