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 Bahamas and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 David Bowie 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 Minor Threat to the techno 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
The Knickerbockers,
Grey Daturas,
The Slackers,
DJ Style,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Erasure,
The Raincoats,
The Kinks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pierre Henry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Boogie Down Productions,
Colin Newman,
Scratch Acid,
The Neon Judgement,
John Cale,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Procol Harum,
The Invisible,
Laurel Aitken,
Kurtis Blow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Circle Jerks,
Maleditus Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Carl Craig,
Cymande,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minnie Riperton,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roy Ayers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Byron Stingily,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang Starr,
The Remains,
Barrington Levy,
The Durutti Column,
The Monks,
Pussy Galore,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Five Americans,
Toni Rubio,
Bootsy Collins,
The J.B.'s,
Ituana,
Spoonie Gee,
R.M.O.,
Skaos,
The Cramps,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bush Tetras,
Khruangbin,
The Divine Comedy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sparks,
Shuggie Otis,
Fort Wilson Riot,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.