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 China and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Michael McDonald 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 Durutti Column to the electroclash 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Neil Young,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Index,
Moby Grape,
Connie Case,
China Crisis,
The Sound,
the Sonics,
Fela Kuti,
John Coltrane,
Joey Negro,
Altered Images,
Drive Like Jehu,
R.M.O.,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sixth Finger,
Iggy Pop,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Second Layer,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roxette,
Lindisfarne,
Grauzone,
The Move,
Main Source,
Mark Hollis,
The Grass Roots,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Desert Stars,
John Lydon,
Camberwell Now,
Gabor Szabo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ronnie Foster,
Sonic Youth,
Los Fastidios,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
a-ha,
Andrew Hill,
Throbbing Gristle,
Procol Harum,
Albert Ayler,
The Gories,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Malaria!,
Leonard Cohen,
Sugar Minott,
Rod Modell,
Guru Guru,
Tears for Fears,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ronan,
Zapp,
The Music Machine,
Davy DMX,
Schoolly D,
The Fortunes,
Chris & Cosey,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.