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 United States and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
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 chamberlin 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 Japan to the punk 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Royal Trux,
La Düsseldorf,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Seeds,
The Vogues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pantaleimon,
Delon & Dalcan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Real Kids,
Cybotron,
MDC,
Roger Hodgson,
Sixth Finger,
The Offenders,
X-101,
Warsaw,
John Coltrane,
Public Image Ltd.,
Susan Cadogan,
Unwound,
The Busters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Guru Guru,
Tim Buckley,
Rod Modell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Standells,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Brick,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Hood,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gang of Four,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mandrill,
Cameo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Procol Harum,
Outsiders,
Inner City,
Skaos,
Grauzone,
Magazine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New York Dolls,
Lyres,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Motions,
Howard Jones,
Sparks,
Man Parrish,
Mantronix,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Glenn Branca,
Stiv Bators,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.