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 Kazakhstan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 Wire to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Sugar Minott,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Boredoms,
The Martian,
Los Fastidios,
Grauzone,
Main Source,
Isaac Hayes,
Blancmange,
Duran Duran,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ken Boothe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Judy Mowatt,
Glenn Branca,
Fatback Band,
X-101,
Smog,
Josef K,
The Dirtbombs,
Kaleidoscope,
Connie Case,
Pagans,
Stiv Bators,
D'Angelo,
Camouflage,
Outsiders,
Amazonics,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cheater Slicks,
The Happenings,
Section 25,
the Swans,
The Doors,
Black Pus,
Scott Walker,
Steve Hackett,
Nico,
Mark Hollis,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Dead C,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Fraelich,
Soft Cell,
Altered Images,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dennis Brown,
The Kinks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Heaven 17,
Marshall Jefferson,
Michelle Simonal,
Bootsy Collins,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radiohead,
Davy DMX,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.