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 France and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
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 oboe 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 Warren Ellis to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grey Daturas,
Little Man,
Gang Green,
The Fall,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang Starr,
Rekid,
Newcleus,
Massinfluence,
The Barracudas,
Girls At Our Best!,
cv313,
Crime,
Slick Rick,
Altered Images,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Audionom,
The J.B.'s,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Flesh Eaters,
OOIOO,
Maleditus Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Suburban Knight,
Morten Harket,
Cal Tjader,
AZ,
Bad Manners,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bluetip,
Pere Ubu,
Arab on Radar,
Qualms,
X-102,
The Kinks,
Duran Duran,
Soul II Soul,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
10cc,
Silicon Teens,
Davy DMX,
New Order,
Ronan,
Hasil Adkins,
T.S.O.L.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boredoms,
Joy Division,
H. Thieme,
Nick Fraelich,
Alison Limerick,
MDC,
The Fuzztones,
The Cramps,
Blancmange,
Saccharine Trust,
Lee Hazlewood,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dawn Penn,
World's Most,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.