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 Uzbekistan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Robert Palmer 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 Dead Boys to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Shoche,
Soul Sonic Force,
Guru Guru,
Essential Logic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Lakeside,
Unrelated Segments,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Toasters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Danielle Patucci,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Curtis Mayfield,
Moby Grape,
AZ,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Victims,
Michelle Simonal,
Alton Ellis,
John Cale,
Lyres,
Arcadia,
Barry Ungar,
Albert Ayler,
Youth Brigade,
Prince Buster,
Public Enemy,
Crime,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Barracudas,
Marmalade,
Easy Going,
MC5,
Bronski Beat,
The Leaves,
Josef K,
Qualms,
DJ Sneak,
Quantec,
The Litter,
The Star Department,
Lower 48,
Organ,
Dave Gahan,
The Pop Group,
Marine Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Vogues,
Circle Jerks,
Todd Rundgren,
Main Source,
Ossler,
Kayak,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Oblivians,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gun Club,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.