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 Seychelles and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Technova to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Gil Scott Heron,
Reuben Wilson,
Circle Jerks,
Deepchord,
Jerry's Kids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yaz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Organ,
Japan,
The American Breed,
Archie Shepp,
The Gories,
DJ Style,
Main Source,
China Crisis,
Donny Hathaway,
Saccharine Trust,
The New Christs,
Severed Heads,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Sherman,
Maurizio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deakin,
In Retrospect,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Angry Samoans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Real Kids,
The Human League,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Slits,
X-Ray Spex,
Soulsonic Force,
The Evens,
Scion,
Lalo Schifrin,
Echospace,
Scott Walker,
Marine Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
The Count Five,
Aswad,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Warren Ellis,
The Buckinghams,
Erasure,
Quantec,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Martian,
Suicide,
Icehouse,
World's Most,
June of 44,
The Music Machine,
Dennis Brown,
The Mojo Men,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.