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 Bahamas and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Suicide to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Colin Newman,
Supertramp,
Pagans,
The Velvet Underground,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed,
EPMD,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stereo Dub,
Graham Central Station,
Easy Going,
Maleditus Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
T.S.O.L.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Slick Rick,
Deepchord,
Neu!,
Albert Ayler,
David McCallum,
Scientists,
Sexual Harrassment,
Brass Construction,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Unwound,
Heaven 17,
The Angels of Light,
Marc Almond,
Yusef Lateef,
Rod Modell,
The Pretty Things,
Little Man,
The Dirtbombs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fear,
Pantytec,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pierre Henry,
Wire,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Von Mondo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Black Bananas,
Derrick Morgan,
Popol Vuh,
Minutemen,
Banda Bassotti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Techniques,
the Normal,
Lalann,
Susan Cadogan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vainqueur,
Intrusion,
Tom Boy,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.