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 Jamaica and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Paris.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hasil Adkins to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Nas,
Bill Near,
Ultimate Spinach,
Amazonics,
Swell Maps,
Gang Starr,
Pharoah Sanders,
Faraquet,
Kurtis Blow,
Man Parrish,
Monks,
Accadde A,
The Birthday Party,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Standells,
The Skatalites,
Panda Bear,
Blossom Toes,
Country Teasers,
Mad Mike,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ornette Coleman,
Sight & Sound,
Fear,
Eric Dolphy,
Gong,
Iggy Pop,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Roy Ayers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Chrome,
The Moleskins,
Lungfish,
The Kinks,
The Velvet Underground,
Matthew Bourne,
Banda Bassotti,
Camouflage,
The Music Machine,
Qualms,
Hasil Adkins,
The Buckinghams,
X-101,
Moebius,
Faust,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brass Construction,
Kool Moe Dee,
Goldenarms,
Can,
Amon Düül II,
Grey Daturas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.