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 Mongolia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb 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 Sonic Youth to the electroclash 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Reed,
Echospace,
Motorama,
Ossler,
Sound Behaviour,
The Count Five,
Carl Craig,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
U.S. Maple,
The Associates,
Kevin Saunderson,
kango's stein massive,
Theoretical Girls,
The J.B.'s,
June Days,
Pere Ubu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Porter Ricks,
Bronski Beat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ludus,
Deadbeat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-102,
The Cramps,
Johnny Clarke,
Byron Stingily,
Harmonia,
L. Decosne,
June of 44,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Move,
Arab on Radar,
Ultra Naté,
Peter & Gordon,
The Dirtbombs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Urselle,
Darondo,
Ten City,
Oblivians,
Unrelated Segments,
Crispian St. Peters,
X-Ray Spex,
The Monks,
DNA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sam Rivers,
The Barracudas,
Throbbing Gristle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultravox,
Alphaville,
Mo-Dettes,
ABC,
Smog,
ABBA,
Marshall Jefferson,
10cc,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.