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 Iceland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
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 mellotron 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 Negative Approach to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Birthday Party,
Essential Logic,
Ten City,
Public Image Ltd.,
David McCallum,
Soul II Soul,
Ludus,
Magazine,
Blancmange,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Bar-Kays,
The Young Rascals,
Lalann,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eden Ahbez,
Dennis Brown,
Boredoms,
The Dead C,
Barbara Tucker,
Model 500,
David Axelrod,
Tim Buckley,
Quantec,
Massinfluence,
Schoolly D,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jandek,
New York Dolls,
The Kinks,
Average White Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Smog,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sex Pistols,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang Green,
F. McDonald,
Hoover,
The Index,
Pagans,
Silicon Teens,
B.T. Express,
Ultravox,
Bob Dylan,
Neu!,
Robert Görl,
10cc,
UT,
Minor Threat,
Roxette,
the Human League,
Aloha Tigers,
Buzzcocks,
Rosa Yemen,
The Grass Roots,
Sound Behaviour,
Connie Case,
Severed Heads,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.