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 Luxembourg and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pagans,
The J.B.'s,
John Holt,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Soft Cell,
Depeche Mode,
John Lydon,
Sparks,
Avey Tare,
Eli Mardock,
Crash Course in Science,
Heaven 17,
Parry Music,
The Searchers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Das Ding,
B.T. Express,
Vladislav Delay,
X-101,
Mantronix,
Man Eating Sloth,
Peter and Kerry,
Donald Byrd,
Minny Pops,
Albert Ayler,
Hot Snakes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brick,
The Sonics,
Rites of Spring,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
KRS-One,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fela Kuti,
The Index,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Henry Cow,
Neil Young,
Unrelated Segments,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Buckinghams,
Scott Walker,
Todd Rundgren,
The Last Poets,
Shuggie Otis,
Fugazi,
The Beau Brummels,
Agent Orange,
Kaleidoscope,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Flesh Eaters,
Minor Threat,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.