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 Greece and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Mantronix to the techno 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hoover,
Subhumans,
Charles Mingus,
Spandau Ballet,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doors,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Janne Schatter,
Albert Ayler,
B.T. Express,
Tomorrow,
Amon Düül II,
H. Thieme,
Bush Tetras,
The Count Five,
Aaron Thompson,
The Motions,
Gichy Dan,
Cymande,
The Five Americans,
The New Christs,
The Young Rascals,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nico,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scan 7,
Donald Byrd,
These Immortal Souls,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fire Engines,
Morten Harket,
Zero Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Womack,
Derrick Morgan,
The Mummies,
Alton Ellis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Robert Wyatt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eve St. Jones,
OOIOO,
Pagans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dennis Brown,
Roy Ayers,
Mantronix,
Aswad,
Saccharine Trust,
Crooked Eye,
Smog,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Moebius,
Soulsonic Force,
Funkadelic,
The Index,
LL Cool J,
Tres Demented,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.