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 Morocco and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator 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 Chrome to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Absolute Body Control,
Ituana,
The Vogues,
Radiopuhelimet,
Flipper,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wings,
Derrick Morgan,
Freddie Wadling,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ken Boothe,
Das Ding,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moby Grape,
Unwound,
Bluetip,
Scratch Acid,
Sam Rivers,
The Tremeloes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sandy B,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Young Rascals,
Nils Olav,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joyce Sims,
Thompson Twins,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Buckinghams,
Tommy Roe,
Nico,
The Associates,
John Holt,
OOIOO,
Siglo XX,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Raincoats,
The Slits,
the Sonics,
Moebius,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
June of 44,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bizarre Inc.,
Can,
Monks,
Saccharine Trust,
the Association,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Buzzcocks,
Robert Hood,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Boogie Down Productions,
Crispian St. Peters,
Peter and Kerry,
Lindisfarne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.