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 Korea North and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
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 oboe 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 Smog to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Barrington Levy,
Parry Music,
The Angels of Light,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cowsills,
Tres Demented,
48th St. Collective,
Buzzcocks,
Skriet,
Electric Prunes,
Adolescents,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dual Sessions,
Liliput,
Circle Jerks,
La Düsseldorf,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fuzztones,
The Flesh Eaters,
Reagan Youth,
Visage,
The Black Dice,
Spandau Ballet,
The J.B.'s,
Rosa Yemen,
Talk Talk,
Sugar Minott,
Camberwell Now,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Blake Baxter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bad Manners,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Swans,
Danielle Patucci,
Laurel Aitken,
Scan 7,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soul II Soul,
The Slits,
The Birthday Party,
Monolake,
Kas Product,
Y Pants,
Cymande,
Icehouse,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Slave,
Agitation Free,
The Modern Lovers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hasil Adkins,
Massinfluence,
The Leaves,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.