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 Bhutan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Wire to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Mandrill,
Bluetip,
Unrelated Segments,
Tres Demented,
Chrome,
Skaos,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Supertramp,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Kinks,
Funky Four + One,
Blossom Toes,
D'Angelo,
Roger Hodgson,
Pylon,
The Smiths,
Ludus,
Warren Ellis,
Fat Boys,
Fluxion,
Steve Hackett,
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott Heron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MC5,
Scott Walker,
Neu!,
Index,
Yaz,
Severed Heads,
48th St. Collective,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Piero Umiliani,
MDC,
Rod Modell,
Nick Fraelich,
Morten Harket,
The Beau Brummels,
Joe Finger,
Stereo Dub,
Joey Negro,
Ornette Coleman,
Sixth Finger,
The Walker Brothers,
Eddi Front,
Bobbi Humphrey,
David Bowie,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Henry Cow,
The Knickerbockers,
Dead Boys,
Peter and Kerry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grey Daturas,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Pop Group,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.