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 Turkey and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Ultimate Spinach to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Alison Limerick,
Soul II Soul,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Coltrane,
Aural Exciters,
Fatback Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ten City,
Flash Fearless,
Arthur Verocai,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Stetsasonic,
Absolute Body Control,
The Toasters,
Barrington Levy,
Roxette,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Godley & Creme,
Excepter,
The Knickerbockers,
Scan 7,
Judy Mowatt,
Ice-T,
Roxy Music,
Public Image Ltd.,
World's Most,
The Gun Club,
Ossler,
James White and The Blacks,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Pus,
Fear,
Simply Red,
Althea and Donna,
The Cowsills,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Vogues,
Easy Going,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gap Band,
The Offenders,
The Shadows of Knight,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Velvet Underground,
Khruangbin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Saccharine Trust,
DJ Style,
The Sound,
Radio Birdman,
Robert Görl,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mandrill,
Skriet,
Kayak,
Delon & Dalcan,
Agitation Free,
Lindisfarne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.