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 Somalia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
The Associates,
Leonard Cohen,
Bauhaus,
Royal Trux,
Easy Going,
Nik Kershaw,
The Real Kids,
Simply Red,
New Order,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pere Ubu,
Flash Fearless,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Accadde A,
Roxette,
Angry Samoans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Connie Case,
Deakin,
The Evens,
Scrapy,
Eric Dolphy,
T. Rex,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fluxion,
Spoonie Gee,
Can,
DJ Sneak,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Index,
Skarface,
Shoche,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Glenn Branca,
Essential Logic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grauzone,
Dennis Brown,
Amazonics,
Monks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The United States of America,
Roger Hodgson,
John Foxx,
Maleditus Sound,
Sister Nancy,
Drexciya,
ABBA,
Electric Prunes,
Rod Modell,
Darondo,
L. Decosne,
Gong,
Visage,
The Victims,
Maurizio,
The Barracudas,
The Blackbyrds,
Mr. Review,
K-Klass,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.