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 Dominica and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare 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 The Buckinghams to the techno 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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
The Busters,
X-101,
Letta Mbulu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Warsaw,
David Bowie,
the Slits,
Accadde A,
Monolake,
Tubeway Army,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grey Daturas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rekid,
Andrew Hill,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Techniques,
Pharoah Sanders,
Index,
The Fugs,
Sandy B,
The Fortunes,
Surgeon,
Q and Not U,
Gastr Del Sol,
Warren Ellis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cybotron,
Fatback Band,
Mars,
Essential Logic,
The Dirtbombs,
Anakelly,
Soulsonic Force,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Delta 5,
The Seeds,
Danielle Patucci,
Jerry's Kids,
Aaron Thompson,
The Dead C,
Eric B and Rakim,
Moss Icon,
Basic Channel,
Liliput,
Glenn Branca,
Young Marble Giants,
Siglo XX,
Marine Girls,
Swell Maps,
Ronan,
The Blues Magoos,
Lou Reed,
Slick Rick,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Stereo Dub,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rod Modell,
Pulsallama,
Roxy Music,
Crooked Eye,
Davy DMX,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.