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 Guinea-Bissau and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Johnny Clarke to the rock 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Crispian St. Peters,
Spoonie Gee,
Kayak,
Albert Ayler,
Glenn Branca,
Icehouse,
Porter Ricks,
Gichy Dan,
Gang of Four,
Shuggie Otis,
Thompson Twins,
Danielle Patucci,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Human League,
Pagans,
Royal Trux,
Robert Görl,
Can,
Soft Cell,
Graham Central Station,
Warren Ellis,
The Velvet Underground,
Flash Fearless,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fuzztones,
Idris Muhammad,
Severed Heads,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Circle Jerks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tubeway Army,
Johnny Osbourne,
Khruangbin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Neu!,
Derrick May,
Maleditus Sound,
Lindisfarne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Unwound,
The Moody Blues,
Barrington Levy,
The Slackers,
Electric Prunes,
The Names,
The Barracudas,
Joe Smooth,
The Neon Judgement,
Harmonia,
Buzzcocks,
Roxy Music,
Amon Düül II,
Cal Tjader,
Amon Düül,
Don Cherry,
The Fortunes,
Skaos,
the Germs,
Kas Product,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.