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 Moldova and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Peter and Kerry to the techno 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Desert Stars,
Sällskapet,
Rites of Spring,
Kenny Larkin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eddi Front,
Bauhaus,
PIL,
Freddie Wadling,
Jeff Mills,
Altered Images,
Camouflage,
The Slackers,
Fad Gadget,
Pantytec,
The Smoke,
The Seeds,
Graham Central Station,
The Five Americans,
The Invisible,
Bad Manners,
Arthur Verocai,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Clarke,
Pagans,
Essential Logic,
Mad Mike,
X-102,
kango's stein massive,
Henry Cow,
Half Japanese,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wire,
Q and Not U,
Fat Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Magma,
The Mighty Diamonds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Infiniti,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Golliwogs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Circle Jerks,
Youth Brigade,
Jandek,
Royal Trux,
New Age Steppers,
Flipper,
Be Bop Deluxe,
CMW,
JFA,
The Remains,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terry Callier,
Pussy Galore,
Thompson Twins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.