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 Turkey and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin 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 Altered Images to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jeff Mills,
Toni Rubio,
World's Most,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Section 25,
Patti Smith,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Skatalites,
Von Mondo,
H. Thieme,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Au Pairs,
Blake Baxter,
Funkadelic,
Pulsallama,
KRS-One,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Modern Lovers,
Terry Callier,
Harry Pussy,
Vainqueur,
The Human League,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Germs,
CMW,
Marshall Jefferson,
FM Einheit,
The Five Americans,
Cecil Taylor,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marmalade,
OOIOO,
Flipper,
R.M.O.,
Crime,
Lalann,
Moby Grape,
D'Angelo,
Absolute Body Control,
Nils Olav,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun Ra,
U.S. Maple,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Technova,
Metal Thangz,
The Pretty Things,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Urselle,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Symarip,
Swell Maps,
Essential Logic,
DNA,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick Morgan,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.