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 Nigeria and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Lou Reed 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 Nick Fraelich to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swans,
Kerri Chandler,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skriet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nas,
The Vogues,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bill Wells,
Marvin Gaye,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Babytalk,
Section 25,
Delon & Dalcan,
Malaria!,
The Black Dice,
Ice-T,
Qualms,
Joyce Sims,
the Slits,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cramps,
In Retrospect,
Adolescents,
The Star Department,
Tomorrow,
The Blackbyrds,
The Real Kids,
Symarip,
Blossom Toes,
Terry Callier,
Lower 48,
Wings,
The Pretty Things,
Eden Ahbez,
Robert Hood,
Soft Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pylon,
The Associates,
Warren Ellis,
Boredoms,
Graham Central Station,
Deadbeat,
Glambeats Corp.,
KRS-One,
Kas Product,
Whodini,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cameo,
Silicon Teens,
New Age Steppers,
Idris Muhammad,
The Last Poets,
Ronnie Foster,
Scientists,
Eli Mardock,
Pulsallama,
Barrington Levy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.