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 Norway 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Golliwogs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Lightning Bolt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
FM Einheit,
Sparks,
Josef K,
The Beau Brummels,
The Doors,
The Human League,
Magma,
EPMD,
Cameo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Moleskins,
Jandek,
Oblivians,
Bobby Byrd,
Symarip,
Stiv Bators,
Easy Going,
The Invisible,
The American Breed,
Sixth Finger,
Black Flag,
Dennis Brown,
Soul II Soul,
The Wake,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
L. Decosne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Technova,
Outsiders,
Rekid,
kango's stein massive,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kayak,
Scratch Acid,
Laurel Aitken,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sex Pistols,
The Residents,
The Angels of Light,
D'Angelo,
Dead Boys,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minor Threat,
Danielle Patucci,
Au Pairs,
Rhythm & Sound,
June of 44,
Clear Light,
The Cure,
Joensuu 1685,
The Selecter,
Cluster,
Inner City,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Hardrive,
PIL,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.