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 China and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Neu! to the rap 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ohio Players,
Gichy Dan,
Groovy Waters,
The Dirtbombs,
Interpol,
Alphaville,
Jacob Miller,
Ultravox,
The Star Department,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
a-ha,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dead Boys,
Audionom,
Kevin Saunderson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Newcleus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Stetsasonic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rod Modell,
Thee Headcoats,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Q and Not U,
Slick Rick,
The Selecter,
Goldenarms,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marmalade,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Yellowson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Pretty Things,
Roy Ayers,
Cybotron,
Matthew Halsall,
The Mojo Men,
Peter & Gordon,
D'Angelo,
AZ,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aaron Thompson,
OOIOO,
Bauhaus,
Gong,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Cramps,
The Music Machine,
Dawn Penn,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fortunes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Techniques,
Jawbox,
Kenny Larkin,
Parry Music,
Scott Walker,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.