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 Iran and from Cairo.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 clarinet 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 Max Romeo to the punk 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Certain Ratio,
Rhythm & Sound,
Groovy Waters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aural Exciters,
Sixth Finger,
Visage,
The Barracudas,
The Trojans,
X-102,
The Grass Roots,
The Neon Judgement,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ken Boothe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Arab on Radar,
Iggy Pop,
The Misunderstood,
The Slits,
The Litter,
Howard Jones,
The Zeros,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Star Department,
Lalann,
T. Rex,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Görl,
Black Moon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crooked Eye,
The Cowsills,
Minor Threat,
Youth Brigade,
John Coltrane,
Schoolly D,
Shoche,
James White and The Blacks,
Panda Bear,
Al Stewart,
Todd Terry,
Thee Headcoats,
UT,
Scott Walker,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Steve Hackett,
Bauhaus,
Japan,
Supertramp,
Average White Band,
Ponytail,
Scientists,
The Searchers,
Von Mondo,
MDC,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Niagra,
Lower 48,
Eli Mardock,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.