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 United Kingdom and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Second Layer to the grime 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
Mars,
Archie Shepp,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
This Heat,
Fat Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marvin Gaye,
Funkadelic,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pet Shop Boys,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Television,
Yaz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nation of Ulysses,
Essential Logic,
Fela Kuti,
Symarip,
David Bowie,
Arthur Verocai,
Peter and Kerry,
Ten City,
Procol Harum,
Jandek,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gabor Szabo,
Main Source,
Dead Boys,
Al Stewart,
The Leaves,
Mr. Review,
Guru Guru,
Black Flag,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Hill,
cv313,
Moss Icon,
Laurel Aitken,
Television Personalities,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bootsy Collins,
ABC,
Ken Boothe,
Organ,
The Evens,
Curtis Mayfield,
Royal Trux,
Girls At Our Best!,
DNA,
Amon Düül,
Adolescents,
Fluxion,
Todd Rundgren,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Delta 5,
The Index,
The Seeds,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.