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 Croatia and from New York.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Michael McDonald 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 Glambeats Corp. to the grime 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Joyce Sims,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Trumans Water,
Aaron Thompson,
Carl Craig,
Bill Wells,
Parry Music,
The Grass Roots,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pylon,
Soulsonic Force,
The Invisible,
Deakin,
The Sound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pole,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Icehouse,
Tomorrow,
New York Dolls,
ABBA,
Ohio Players,
Morten Harket,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dawn Penn,
The Moleskins,
The Gladiators,
Lakeside,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Blake Baxter,
cv313,
Joey Negro,
Archie Shepp,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young,
Matthew Halsall,
ABC,
Mars,
MDC,
Cameo,
Josef K,
Boz Scaggs,
The Motions,
David Bowie,
The Fugs,
Zapp,
Agent Orange,
The New Christs,
Sällskapet,
Ken Boothe,
One Last Wish,
Crash Course in Science,
Suburban Knight,
These Immortal Souls,
Bobby Sherman,
Slave,
Stereo Dub,
Howard Jones,
Wolf Eyes,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.