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 Czech Republic and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Circle Jerks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Public Image Ltd.,
Schoolly D,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Last Poets,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Absolute Body Control,
Sister Nancy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bronski Beat,
Stetsasonic,
Barbara Tucker,
the Association,
Soul II Soul,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roy Ayers,
Ludus,
Dawn Penn,
10cc,
Ituana,
Monolake,
Guru Guru,
John Coltrane,
Marvin Gaye,
Kayak,
Minny Pops,
Bauhaus,
Swans,
Kaleidoscope,
Aloha Tigers,
Ronnie Foster,
DJ Style,
Jacques Brel,
kango's stein massive,
Nas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Morten Harket,
Crime,
The Saints,
Fela Kuti,
Donny Hathaway,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marmalade,
Massinfluence,
The Move,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lalo Schifrin,
X-Ray Spex,
The Fire Engines,
Avey Tare,
Wally Richardson,
the Swans,
the Slits,
Slave,
Erasure,
Q and Not U,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.