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 Qatar and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 David Bowie 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Sparks,
Tubeway Army,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dennis Brown,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David McCallum,
Model 500,
Icehouse,
Dual Sessions,
Graham Central Station,
The Fortunes,
Kayak,
Amon Düül,
The Names,
Ten City,
Pussy Galore,
The Toasters,
The Saints,
Pulsallama,
Gichy Dan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ice-T,
Pantytec,
Nirvana,
Black Flag,
Brand Nubian,
Idris Muhammad,
Roy Ayers,
The Slits,
The Smiths,
Bronski Beat,
Groovy Waters,
Flipper,
The Star Department,
La Düsseldorf,
Echospace,
Wire,
EPMD,
Excepter,
Fela Kuti,
Aaron Thompson,
AZ,
Swans,
The Gun Club,
The Raincoats,
Smog,
Franke,
Jacques Brel,
B.T. Express,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
OOIOO,
Kerrie Biddell,
Interpol,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deadbeat,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.