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 Italy and from Lyon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Zero Boys to the techno 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio 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 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Tropical Tobacco,
Letta Mbulu,
La Düsseldorf,
The Blues Magoos,
The Residents,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Banda Bassotti,
The J.B.'s,
The Young Rascals,
Barclay James Harvest,
Oneida,
Bad Manners,
Zapp,
the Soft Cell,
Robert Görl,
Sun City Girls,
Swell Maps,
Fugazi,
Jerry's Kids,
In Retrospect,
Don Cherry,
Pole,
The Tremeloes,
Mantronix,
Au Pairs,
Agent Orange,
Crispian St. Peters,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fall,
Oblivians,
The Red Krayola,
Urselle,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aaron Thompson,
The Cramps,
Pussy Galore,
World's Most,
ABC,
Josef K,
Howard Jones,
AZ,
Graham Central Station,
Kas Product,
Yusef Lateef,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joey Negro,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Derrick Morgan,
The Victims,
Loose Ends,
Basic Channel,
The Count Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Kinks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
UT,
Dead Boys,
Alphaville,
The Techniques,
Danielle Patucci,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.