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 Bahrain and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba 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 Boredoms to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers 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?
Section 25,
Buzzcocks,
Kaleidoscope,
Barry Ungar,
Interpol,
The Real Kids,
Marine Girls,
Chrome,
Godley & Creme,
Funkadelic,
Agent Orange,
Barrington Levy,
JFA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Tremeloes,
the Soft Cell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David Bowie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Morten Harket,
The Smiths,
Bobby Sherman,
Sonic Youth,
Peter & Gordon,
Eli Mardock,
John Cale,
Ultravox,
Toni Rubio,
Nico,
Lungfish,
The Five Americans,
The Invisible,
Gichy Dan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Neu!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
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the Association,
The Modern Lovers,
Second Layer,
Bush Tetras,
Brass Construction,
Delon & Dalcan,
Freddie Wadling,
New Age Steppers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Newcleus,
Circle Jerks,
The Fuzztones,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Sheep,
Desert Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
H. Thieme,
Reagan Youth,
The Grass Roots,
Gang Starr,
The Gladiators,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.