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 the UAE and from Cairo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 harpsichord 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 Music Machine to the grime 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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Cluster,
Johnny Clarke,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Harmonia,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Birthday Party,
Supertramp,
Wally Richardson,
kango's stein massive,
Rekid,
Ituana,
Lower 48,
Janne Schatter,
Spoonie Gee,
JFA,
Joe Smooth,
Yazoo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Graham Central Station,
Danielle Patucci,
Quadrant,
Malaria!,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Judy Mowatt,
Sixth Finger,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
John Holt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Association,
The Grass Roots,
The Standells,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scratch Acid,
Underground Resistance,
Scientists,
Q65,
Alice Coltrane,
Idris Muhammad,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Quantec,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Masters at Work,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lalann,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Amon Düül,
Alphaville,
Black Pus,
Don Cherry,
U.S. Maple,
Crash Course in Science,
Lindisfarne,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.