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 Gambia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Thompson Twins to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Buzzcocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oblivians,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Mojo Men,
Pet Shop Boys,
Janne Schatter,
Agent Orange,
The Standells,
Khruangbin,
Rakim,
Gichy Dan,
Absolute Body Control,
The Mummies,
Barbara Tucker,
Mad Mike,
Wire,
The Dead C,
The Pop Group,
Don Cherry,
Drive Like Jehu,
F. McDonald,
Roxette,
Essential Logic,
Grey Daturas,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bad Manners,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Nick Fraelich,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Zeros,
Depeche Mode,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Last Poets,
Andrew Hill,
Amon Düül,
Newcleus,
Gang of Four,
Ludus,
Lebanon Hanover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Main Source,
Franke,
Bootsy Collins,
Ossler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Albert Ayler,
Ronnie Foster,
The Residents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fire Engines,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Easy Going,
Lower 48,
the Germs,
Chris & Cosey,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.