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 Bulgaria and from Bremen.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Boredoms to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Germs,
Chris & Cosey,
The Star Department,
Bluetip,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Blancmange,
The Leaves,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nick Fraelich,
Duran Duran,
The Pop Group,
The Busters,
Cecil Taylor,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Godley & Creme,
Minutemen,
Pere Ubu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rapeman,
Brothers Johnson,
Mission of Burma,
Heaven 17,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minny Pops,
Tubeway Army,
Rotary Connection,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jandek,
Groovy Waters,
The Electric Prunes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Skaos,
Fela Kuti,
Second Layer,
Bush Tetras,
Easy Going,
David Axelrod,
Niagra,
Cheater Slicks,
Q and Not U,
Liliput,
The Associates,
Roxette,
Scratch Acid,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Model 500,
The Cowsills,
Amon Düül,
Vainqueur,
Marc Almond,
Freddie Wadling,
John Cale,
The Monks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Suicide,
Mandrill,
These Immortal Souls,
Stereo Dub,
Spoonie Gee,
Minor Threat,
Index,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.