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 Somalia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Can to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Eden Ahbez,
Ossler,
La Düsseldorf,
Robert Hood,
Can,
Barrington Levy,
Gang of Four,
Nik Kershaw,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joensuu 1685,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scrapy,
Don Cherry,
Lalann,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dave Gahan,
Main Source,
AZ,
Simply Red,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang Starr,
Motorama,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Alarm Clocks,
Warren Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Associates,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camberwell Now,
Essential Logic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Arab on Radar,
Donny Hathaway,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Henry Cow,
Black Sheep,
David McCallum,
Faraquet,
Marc Almond,
ABC,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Boz Scaggs,
The Barracudas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pagans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Monolake,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Desert Stars,
a-ha,
Mission of Burma,
Rod Modell,
Tom Boy,
Andrew Hill,
Aaron Thompson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.