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 Swaziland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deakin to the electroclash 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Monks,
The Fuzztones,
Qualms,
Donald Byrd,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Skatalites,
The Victims,
Stockholm Monsters,
Minny Pops,
Ituana,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hot Snakes,
Dave Gahan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed,
Aswad,
Joy Division,
Radiopuhelimet,
Piero Umiliani,
The Zeros,
Lakeside,
Groovy Waters,
The Real Kids,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DJ Style,
Boogie Down Productions,
Agitation Free,
the Germs,
The Invisible,
The Gladiators,
Don Cherry,
Tim Buckley,
Hardrive,
X-101,
The Seeds,
Yellowson,
Lightning Bolt,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Cowsills,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultimate Spinach,
Accadde A,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Robert Görl,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fela Kuti,
The Mummies,
KRS-One,
Throbbing Gristle,
Danielle Patucci,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Matthew Bourne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aural Exciters,
Bronski Beat,
Joe Smooth,
Dual Sessions,
Half Japanese,
The Offenders,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.