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 Philippines and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Tommy Roe to the electroclash 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
The Move,
Jeff Mills,
Patti Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
Soul Sonic Force,
Procol Harum,
Eurythmics,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dark Day,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Symarip,
The Misunderstood,
Wings,
Kas Product,
Girls At Our Best!,
Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
Ituana,
Black Sheep,
Nas,
Skarface,
The Monks,
EPMD,
Ossler,
Joe Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funky Four + One,
Organ,
Duran Duran,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
JFA,
Whodini,
Stiv Bators,
Severed Heads,
Ludus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dennis Brown,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Dirtbombs,
Shuggie Otis,
The Associates,
The Blackbyrds,
Japan,
The Slits,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lebanon Hanover,
Accadde A,
The New Christs,
Fear,
Bang On A Can,
The Neon Judgement,
Moby Grape,
Young Marble Giants,
Quantec,
Zero Boys,
Joyce Sims,
Matthew Halsall,
Fela Kuti,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.