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 Bangladesh and from Shanghai.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the electroclash 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Ossler,
Alphaville,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mandrill,
Banda Bassotti,
Howard Jones,
Letta Mbulu,
The Stooges,
Piero Umiliani,
Funkadelic,
Juan Atkins,
Pagans,
The Mummies,
the Fania All-Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sarah Menescal,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Model 500,
Supertramp,
Sugar Minott,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Organ,
Delta 5,
Parry Music,
Trumans Water,
Vainqueur,
ABBA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tommy Roe,
Niagra,
Wire,
Blake Baxter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DJ Sneak,
Robert Görl,
Bootsy Collins,
Mo-Dettes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sonny Sharrock,
Flamin' Groovies,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Country Teasers,
Symarip,
Goldenarms,
Can,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marc Almond,
Roxy Music,
Thompson Twins,
Donny Hathaway,
Rufus Thomas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Litter,
The Leaves,
Tres Demented,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.