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 Eritrea and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Second Layer to the punk 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
This Heat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marc Almond,
Anakelly,
Darondo,
Charles Mingus,
Das Ding,
Mantronix,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Slackers,
X-Ray Spex,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DJ Style,
Outsiders,
Desert Stars,
the Swans,
Soft Machine,
Pere Ubu,
Altered Images,
The J.B.'s,
Susan Cadogan,
The Moody Blues,
New York Dolls,
Leonard Cohen,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Germs,
T. Rex,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cure,
Sonny Sharrock,
Japan,
Roger Hodgson,
The Toasters,
The Smiths,
the Soft Cell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABC,
The Star Department,
Essential Logic,
Prince Buster,
The Pretty Things,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Niagra,
Lucky Dragons,
Au Pairs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soft Cell,
the Sonics,
Joensuu 1685,
The Tremeloes,
The Modern Lovers,
Iggy Pop,
Ossler,
Ronnie Foster,
Harmonia,
Crispy Ambulance,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Whodini,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.