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 Uganda and from London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 OOIOO to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Index,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Christie,
Godley & Creme,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Slits,
Letta Mbulu,
Josef K,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pierre Henry,
Oneida,
Wings,
Mantronix,
Davy DMX,
Y Pants,
Quando Quango,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gap Band,
Pantytec,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scott Walker,
The Human League,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fatback Band,
The Wake,
Agitation Free,
The Dave Clark Five,
New York Dolls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Anakelly,
Boredoms,
Zapp,
Banda Bassotti,
Eric B and Rakim,
Whodini,
Make Up,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tim Buckley,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wasted Youth,
Bootsy Collins,
The Dirtbombs,
the Bar-Kays,
KRS-One,
Dennis Brown,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Tremeloes,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Barracudas,
Country Teasers,
Moebius,
Rekid,
Section 25,
Skriet,
The Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thee Headcoats,
Khruangbin,
Lou Reed,
The Seeds,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.