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 Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 FM Einheit to the jazz 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
the Human League,
Hasil Adkins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tomorrow,
the Soft Cell,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Residents,
Sixth Finger,
Yellowson,
Marc Almond,
China Crisis,
Pere Ubu,
Visage,
Metal Thangz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fad Gadget,
Howard Jones,
OOIOO,
Yaz,
Todd Rundgren,
Icehouse,
Joe Smooth,
Michelle Simonal,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Piero Umiliani,
Aaron Thompson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric Dolphy,
Niagra,
Ludus,
Deepchord,
Bang On A Can,
Radiohead,
Nico,
Soft Machine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joensuu 1685,
Althea and Donna,
F. McDonald,
Simply Red,
The Real Kids,
X-102,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Remains,
Fela Kuti,
The Slackers,
Monolake,
EPMD,
the Slits,
Bill Near,
Nas,
Negative Approach,
The Associates,
The Invisible,
The Gladiators,
Mo-Dettes,
Surgeon,
Dennis Brown,
The Buckinghams,
David Axelrod,
Television,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.