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 Slovenia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 John Cale to the disco 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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?
Nico,
K-Klass,
Terry Callier,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gap Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Buzzcocks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
This Heat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Robert Hood,
Bronski Beat,
Judy Mowatt,
Dead Boys,
the Human League,
Skriet,
David Axelrod,
Jacob Miller,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Techniques,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Harpers Bizarre,
Q and Not U,
Television,
Nick Fraelich,
The Leaves,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Spoonie Gee,
James White and The Blacks,
Pagans,
Max Romeo,
Dave Gahan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Franke,
Erasure,
Anakelly,
The Skatalites,
Jawbox,
Metal Thangz,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed,
Skaos,
Letta Mbulu,
Rakim,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Kinks,
The Wake,
Pierre Henry,
The Selecter,
Marc Almond,
The Martian,
Kayak,
Kas Product,
Eric Dolphy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cal Tjader,
Prince Buster,
Pere Ubu,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.