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 Nepal and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 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 Tommy Roe to the jazz 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Quando Quango,
Parry Music,
Gerry Rafferty,
Connie Case,
Duran Duran,
The Litter,
The Techniques,
Sex Pistols,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
Liliput,
Slave,
The Sound,
Moebius,
The Monochrome Set,
Grandmaster Flash,
Niagra,
Dual Sessions,
LL Cool J,
John Holt,
B.T. Express,
Y Pants,
Quadrant,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dark Day,
The Durutti Column,
Junior Murvin,
Adolescents,
The Birthday Party,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Barracudas,
Prince Buster,
Albert Ayler,
Scion,
Eurythmics,
John Lydon,
David McCallum,
La Düsseldorf,
Aswad,
Scientists,
Panda Bear,
Outsiders,
The Remains,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Byron Stingily,
One Last Wish,
JFA,
Tim Buckley,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
X-102,
Main Source,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
MC5,
Negative Approach,
Depeche Mode,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.