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 Korea South and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Aaron Thompson to the electroclash 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Amon Düül,
The Barracudas,
Eric Dolphy,
The Birthday Party,
Stereo Dub,
Cecil Taylor,
The Residents,
Harmonia,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Moleskins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Names,
ABBA,
Basic Channel,
a-ha,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rites of Spring,
ABC,
Albert Ayler,
Fear,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minnie Riperton,
Parry Music,
The Associates,
Ronan,
Oneida,
Ronnie Foster,
Dave Gahan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Unrelated Segments,
Aaron Thompson,
Thee Headcoats,
These Immortal Souls,
Terry Callier,
The Blackbyrds,
Darondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bronski Beat,
Suburban Knight,
Jeff Lynne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marine Girls,
Essential Logic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Harry Pussy,
Interpol,
Newcleus,
Sight & Sound,
Sex Pistols,
Prince Buster,
Clear Light,
Patti Smith,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.