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 Qatar and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lucky Dragons to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Darondo,
Mo-Dettes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lucky Dragons,
Jesper Dahlback,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rufus Thomas,
The Barracudas,
kango's stein massive,
China Crisis,
KRS-One,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Depeche Mode,
Pantaleimon,
The Walker Brothers,
Stereo Dub,
Arcadia,
Yaz,
Charles Mingus,
Sun City Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Human League,
Minny Pops,
Jeff Mills,
X-102,
Popol Vuh,
The Remains,
Yazoo,
Nik Kershaw,
the Human League,
Moss Icon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rapeman,
Dead Boys,
In Retrospect,
Tomorrow,
Stetsasonic,
Roxy Music,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deepchord,
Amon Düül,
Ultravox,
Ultra Naté,
The Blackbyrds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Freddie Wadling,
The Five Americans,
Archie Shepp,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Young Rascals,
DNA,
The Kinks,
Youth Brigade,
Joy Division,
The Busters,
UT,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sound,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.