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 Serbia and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
The Young Rascals,
the Germs,
Livin' Joy,
Blossom Toes,
Don Cherry,
Young Marble Giants,
Motorama,
Leonard Cohen,
the Human League,
Crime,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sarah Menescal,
The Invisible,
Ralphi Rosario,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fire Engines,
The New Christs,
Warren Ellis,
The Zeros,
The Fugs,
The Leaves,
New York Dolls,
Schoolly D,
Quando Quango,
Moebius,
Matthew Bourne,
Simply Red,
The Victims,
June of 44,
Soul II Soul,
David McCallum,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ronnie Foster,
The Real Kids,
Television Personalities,
Interpol,
Robert Wyatt,
Mantronix,
Fatback Band,
Skaos,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Magazine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camouflage,
Faraquet,
Animal Collective,
OOIOO,
The Buckinghams,
DNA,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sandy B,
Sparks,
Pole,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bush Tetras,
The Martian,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.