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 Monaco and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dual Sessions to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chris & Cosey,
Bob Dylan,
Dawn Penn,
Whodini,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David Bowie,
Cybotron,
Rosa Yemen,
Adolescents,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Normal,
The United States of America,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Von Mondo,
Black Bananas,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Vogues,
Man Parrish,
Peter & Gordon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jeff Lynne,
the Germs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alphaville,
Soulsonic Force,
The Pretty Things,
The Kinks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pagans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pere Ubu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Panda Bear,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Little Man,
Michelle Simonal,
Blake Baxter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rod Modell,
Intrusion,
The Fuzztones,
Funkadelic,
kango's stein massive,
Faraquet,
The Invisible,
Robert Hood,
Rotary Connection,
Cameo,
Urselle,
Kenny Larkin,
T.S.O.L.,
Subhumans,
Zapp,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sun Ra,
Eurythmics,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.