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 Palau and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fluxion,
Dual Sessions,
Guru Guru,
La Düsseldorf,
Nils Olav,
Hasil Adkins,
Alice Coltrane,
Roy Ayers,
Hoover,
Yazoo,
Amazonics,
Soulsonic Force,
MDC,
Laurel Aitken,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rotary Connection,
Gong,
Tears for Fears,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Silicon Teens,
CMW,
Yusef Lateef,
Surgeon,
Ludus,
Delon & Dalcan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
K-Klass,
Tomorrow,
Gang of Four,
MC5,
Q and Not U,
Dennis Brown,
B.T. Express,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fugs,
Rod Modell,
Bobby Womack,
Sex Pistols,
Bobby Sherman,
The Wake,
Ice-T,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gabor Szabo,
Parry Music,
AZ,
Lakeside,
Jacob Miller,
Motorama,
Arcadia,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eli Mardock,
Loose Ends,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nas,
Janne Schatter,
Make Up,
Anthony Braxton,
The Beau Brummels,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scrapy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Doors,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.