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 Grenada and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Robert Hood to the electroclash 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Visage,
Public Enemy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rhythm & Sound,
Simply Red,
Vainqueur,
The Smiths,
UT,
James White and The Blacks,
Don Cherry,
Isaac Hayes,
Dual Sessions,
The Skatalites,
The Neon Judgement,
Kas Product,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Funky Four + One,
Guru Guru,
The Human League,
Technova,
The Music Machine,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Christie,
Charles Mingus,
Pylon,
David Axelrod,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Tremeloes,
The Stooges,
Excepter,
Minny Pops,
The Blackbyrds,
La Düsseldorf,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barry Ungar,
Adolescents,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Normal,
AZ,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Skarface,
Soft Machine,
Johnny Osbourne,
Man Parrish,
Rod Modell,
Robert Hood,
Sparks,
Althea and Donna,
Wally Richardson,
The Black Dice,
Ten City,
Rakim,
Faust,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Cale,
Easy Going,
Kerrie Biddell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Unrelated Segments,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.