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 Montenegro and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Los Fastidios to the rock 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neil Young,
Pole,
Roxy Music,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Panda Bear,
Joey Negro,
Masters at Work,
Bill Wells,
Rites of Spring,
Eve St. Jones,
Rekid,
Thee Headcoats,
Kas Product,
Grauzone,
James White and The Blacks,
Neu!,
MC5,
Eric Dolphy,
Trumans Water,
Blake Baxter,
Agitation Free,
The Motions,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Starr,
Rod Modell,
DJ Style,
The Fire Engines,
The Stooges,
Guru Guru,
Letta Mbulu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Joe Finger,
Agent Orange,
Television Personalities,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
AZ,
Prince Buster,
Schoolly D,
Toni Rubio,
Negative Approach,
Massinfluence,
Alton Ellis,
Wire,
The New Christs,
The Litter,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed,
CMW,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Red Krayola,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flipper,
Aaron Thompson,
Charles Mingus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Accadde A,
Juan Atkins,
Roger Hodgson,
The Young Rascals,
The Gories,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.