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 Poland and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ 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 Rekid to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Clear Light,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kenny Larkin,
Oneida,
Deadbeat,
Yazoo,
X-Ray Spex,
Grauzone,
Donald Byrd,
Dave Gahan,
Lucky Dragons,
The Slits,
Nik Kershaw,
Pole,
The Index,
Liliput,
Heaven 17,
Pere Ubu,
The Black Dice,
Marine Girls,
June Days,
Drexciya,
Aural Exciters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eurythmics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Womack,
Second Layer,
The Motions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Grass Roots,
World's Most,
Maurizio,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Sonics,
Moss Icon,
Mandrill,
Lee Hazlewood,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ituana,
The Red Krayola,
Rotary Connection,
Sight & Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mad Mike,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rekid,
Derrick Morgan,
Scientists,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Buckinghams,
Monolake,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Soft Cell,
Crime,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.