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 San Marino and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ultravox to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Royal Trux,
Flipper,
Amon Düül,
Stetsasonic,
Bronski Beat,
Bootsy Collins,
Supertramp,
The Sonics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ice-T,
Vladislav Delay,
Shoche,
Marvin Gaye,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Maleditus Sound,
Basic Channel,
John Foxx,
Al Stewart,
Monks,
Depeche Mode,
Tom Boy,
Lucky Dragons,
Aloha Tigers,
U.S. Maple,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ultra Naté,
Moebius,
Audionom,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker,
Nick Fraelich,
The Pop Group,
The Pretty Things,
Au Pairs,
Black Pus,
Suicide,
Clear Light,
The Motions,
MC5,
David McCallum,
E-Dancer,
X-101,
Animal Collective,
John Cale,
Kaleidoscope,
Flash Fearless,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ituana,
Brand Nubian,
Sound Behaviour,
Delta 5,
Zero Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Can,
Massinfluence,
Graham Central Station,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.