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 Namibia and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ 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 Bobby Sherman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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,
Rekid,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Byrd,
Sight & Sound,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Carl Craig,
The Happenings,
The Vogues,
Nick Fraelich,
Essential Logic,
Surgeon,
David Axelrod,
Q65,
H. Thieme,
The Fire Engines,
Joe Finger,
Public Enemy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Make Up,
Sparks,
The Blackbyrds,
Con Funk Shun,
Faraquet,
Inner City,
Sex Pistols,
Outsiders,
Half Japanese,
Joy Division,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yaz,
Morten Harket,
Infiniti,
Nils Olav,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cheater Slicks,
Robert Wyatt,
The Divine Comedy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Leonard Cohen,
ABC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anakelly,
Reagan Youth,
the Germs,
Janne Schatter,
Connie Case,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suicide,
Sixth Finger,
The Sonics,
Fugazi,
K-Klass,
Organ,
The Red Krayola,
Arcadia,
June Days,
Lalann,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.