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 Vanuatu and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 E-Dancer to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Rapeman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Association,
Rites of Spring,
Pussy Galore,
Peter and Kerry,
Piero Umiliani,
Bad Manners,
The Happenings,
Tomorrow,
Kurtis Blow,
Outsiders,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dirtbombs,
cv313,
The Searchers,
Grey Daturas,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gerry Rafferty,
Maleditus Sound,
Agent Orange,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Vogues,
Al Stewart,
Bobby Sherman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Massinfluence,
The Slits,
The Mojo Men,
Amazonics,
Whodini,
Roger Hodgson,
Neil Young,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Deakin,
Excepter,
Bill Near,
Tres Demented,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
June of 44,
Lalann,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Velvet Underground,
Bauhaus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Starr,
Donny Hathaway,
DJ Style,
Wasted Youth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Metal Thangz,
Robert Hood,
Negative Approach,
PIL,
The Offenders,
Bobby Womack,
Barrington Levy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.