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 Belarus and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ossler to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Maleditus Sound,
Ossler,
Faraquet,
The Star Department,
Blancmange,
LL Cool J,
Mission of Burma,
The Fugs,
B.T. Express,
Yaz,
Section 25,
Grey Daturas,
Bill Near,
F. McDonald,
Althea and Donna,
L. Decosne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Patti Smith,
The Martian,
Massinfluence,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Parry Music,
June of 44,
Yusef Lateef,
Roy Ayers,
Franke,
Shoche,
KRS-One,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cure,
Crash Course in Science,
Danielle Patucci,
Monolake,
Connie Case,
In Retrospect,
Lightning Bolt,
Young Marble Giants,
Popol Vuh,
Carl Craig,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Blossom Toes,
Fugazi,
Thee Headcoats,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Easy Going,
The Associates,
The Wake,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Schoolly D,
Brass Construction,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gladiators,
Eurythmics,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nas,
Reagan Youth,
Oneida,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.