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 Burkina and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
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 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 Leonard Cohen 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fugazi,
Average White Band,
Pole,
The Residents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fear,
Icehouse,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Royal Trux,
June Days,
Ronan,
Wings,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Symarip,
Bobby Womack,
Television,
Monolake,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Knickerbockers,
Nas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joy Division,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Wyatt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Vladislav Delay,
Lightning Bolt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Moss Icon,
The Remains,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scrapy,
Silicon Teens,
Radiopuhelimet,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Minutemen,
Oneida,
Faraquet,
T. Rex,
Todd Terry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Slits,
Davy DMX,
The Sonics,
Jeff Mills,
Morten Harket,
Tubeway Army,
New Age Steppers,
Prince Buster,
Lee Hazlewood,
James White and The Blacks,
June of 44,
Derrick Morgan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Donald Byrd,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Toasters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mark Hollis,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.