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 Poland and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the jazz 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter and Kerry,
The Victims,
Pere Ubu,
Symarip,
Fugazi,
X-102,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scrapy,
Infiniti,
The Golliwogs,
Al Stewart,
Technova,
Schoolly D,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
cv313,
Tubeway Army,
In Retrospect,
Blossom Toes,
Mr. Review,
The Fall,
The Count Five,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Drive Like Jehu,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Germs,
Qualms,
Nas,
Essential Logic,
Zero Boys,
The Techniques,
Erasure,
Judy Mowatt,
Q and Not U,
Magazine,
Fatback Band,
Mandrill,
Sister Nancy,
Fad Gadget,
Kenny Larkin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Absolute Body Control,
ABBA,
Frankie Knuckles,
Amon Düül,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Public Enemy,
New York Dolls,
Procol Harum,
The Five Americans,
Kayak,
The J.B.'s,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed,
Grauzone,
Excepter,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.