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 Cambodia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Crash Course in Science to the techno 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Amazonics,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Görl,
The Pretty Things,
Pantytec,
Mark Hollis,
The Music Machine,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
cv313,
Mr. Review,
Harpers Bizarre,
48th St. Collective,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Walker Brothers,
The Count Five,
Max Romeo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Inner City,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bauhaus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gang Starr,
The Durutti Column,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Franke,
Nik Kershaw,
the Soft Cell,
Peter and Kerry,
The Kinks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dawn Penn,
Eric B and Rakim,
Whodini,
Black Sheep,
Angry Samoans,
Nick Fraelich,
The Birthday Party,
Icehouse,
Man Parrish,
Roy Ayers,
The Invisible,
The Monochrome Set,
Neil Young,
Jawbox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Todd Terry,
Archie Shepp,
Kerrie Biddell,
10cc,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ten City,
Ultra Naté,
B.T. Express,
Hot Snakes,
EPMD,
Kerri Chandler,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.