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 Estonia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar 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 Maurizio to the grime 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
The Gun Club,
Marcia Griffiths,
Susan Cadogan,
Section 25,
Lakeside,
Reuben Wilson,
Kurtis Blow,
The Smoke,
Electric Prunes,
PIL,
The Sound,
The Toasters,
Althea and Donna,
Joy Division,
Depeche Mode,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Sheep,
China Crisis,
The Moleskins,
Reagan Youth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Yazoo,
Gabor Szabo,
Joe Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Flesh Eaters,
FM Einheit,
The Sonics,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Echospace,
Thompson Twins,
Bob Dylan,
Organ,
Loose Ends,
Fatback Band,
Hot Snakes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roxette,
The Cure,
Byron Stingily,
Curtis Mayfield,
This Heat,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Archie Shepp,
The Barracudas,
Ronnie Foster,
Quadrant,
Black Bananas,
Nils Olav,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Grass Roots,
Subhumans,
Steve Hackett,
June of 44,
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.