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 Serbia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Halifax and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Brick to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Public Enemy,
The Stooges,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Detroit Cobras,
Leonard Cohen,
The Pop Group,
Shuggie Otis,
The Associates,
Dawn Penn,
Brand Nubian,
Joey Negro,
Derrick Morgan,
Porter Ricks,
Mad Mike,
Pantaleimon,
Delta 5,
F. McDonald,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marvin Gaye,
The Happenings,
The Cramps,
X-101,
The Dead C,
The Grass Roots,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nico,
The United States of America,
Rod Modell,
Fat Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Slits,
Ronan,
Swell Maps,
The Modern Lovers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Moleskins,
Bauhaus,
Flash Fearless,
the Bar-Kays,
Electric Prunes,
The Selecter,
Tom Boy,
Oblivians,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
In Retrospect,
Absolute Body Control,
Mr. Review,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultravox,
The Flesh Eaters,
Steve Hackett,
Nick Fraelich,
Grey Daturas,
Stiv Bators,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Moon,
K-Klass,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Subhumans,
Cheater Slicks,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.