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 Brazil and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Smog,
L. Decosne,
Cymande,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scott Walker,
New Age Steppers,
Nico,
Desert Stars,
Absolute Body Control,
Main Source,
Brass Construction,
David McCallum,
The Mojo Men,
the Normal,
X-102,
Agitation Free,
DNA,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tommy Roe,
The Cowsills,
Television Personalities,
The Cure,
Flipper,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Barry Ungar,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jerry's Kids,
Livin' Joy,
Toni Rubio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
KRS-One,
Section 25,
The Saints,
the Sonics,
Blake Baxter,
Matthew Bourne,
Aloha Tigers,
Camouflage,
The Five Americans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joe Smooth,
Circle Jerks,
Accadde A,
Dennis Brown,
Dawn Penn,
A Certain Ratio,
The Mummies,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grey Daturas,
Deepchord,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Electric Prunes,
The Offenders,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Royal Trux,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Michelle Simonal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Guru Guru,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.