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 Norway and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 Silicon Teens to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Skatalites,
In Retrospect,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Livin' Joy,
Half Japanese,
Negative Approach,
Stereo Dub,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Panda Bear,
Eurythmics,
Rekid,
Eric B and Rakim,
Average White Band,
The Invisible,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Radio Birdman,
Reuben Wilson,
Chris & Cosey,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Heaven 17,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dave Gahan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gong,
Franke,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dawn Penn,
the Soft Cell,
Rosa Yemen,
The Dirtbombs,
10cc,
Swell Maps,
A Certain Ratio,
Tubeway Army,
Nation of Ulysses,
This Heat,
Pharoah Sanders,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Suburban Knight,
Pole,
Bobby Sherman,
Pulsallama,
New York Dolls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
OOIOO,
Sun Ra,
The Buckinghams,
Alison Limerick,
Zero Boys,
Scientists,
Bill Near,
Pantaleimon,
Roxy Music,
Henry Cow,
Ultravox,
Barbara Tucker,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.