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 Denmark and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Slave to the rock 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bob Dylan,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Raincoats,
Visage,
The Index,
Arthur Verocai,
Los Fastidios,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gong,
Unwound,
FM Einheit,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scientists,
Electric Light Orchestra,
ABBA,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Idris Muhammad,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Slits,
The Selecter,
Black Bananas,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maurizio,
Warsaw,
B.T. Express,
Brand Nubian,
Man Eating Sloth,
Danielle Patucci,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Standells,
Alice Coltrane,
LL Cool J,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rosa Yemen,
Hardrive,
Pantaleimon,
The Angels of Light,
Fad Gadget,
Eurythmics,
Can,
Bauhaus,
Yellowson,
Q and Not U,
10cc,
Connie Case,
Grauzone,
The Moleskins,
The Cure,
Gil Scott Heron,
Blancmange,
Yaz,
The Associates,
Drexciya,
Deepchord,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kas Product,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.