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 Belgium and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Swans to the rock 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio 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 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Derrick Morgan,
Blancmange,
Pantaleimon,
Sound Behaviour,
Groovy Waters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Negative Approach,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sam Rivers,
Piero Umiliani,
U.S. Maple,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sight & Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Nirvana,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marc Almond,
The Smoke,
Mr. Review,
Dennis Brown,
Deakin,
The Pop Group,
Tubeway Army,
Jeru the Damaja,
Livin' Joy,
the Soft Cell,
Ponytail,
The Offenders,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-Ray Spex,
Supertramp,
Siglo XX,
Robert Görl,
The Count Five,
Section 25,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Reed,
Minny Pops,
Blossom Toes,
The Names,
Franke,
Au Pairs,
Excepter,
World's Most,
Adolescents,
R.M.O.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Avey Tare,
Nik Kershaw,
Althea and Donna,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mantronix,
X-101,
Hasil Adkins,
Freddie Wadling,
The Gories,
Intrusion,
Anakelly,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.