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 Iceland and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes 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 Faust 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Index,
Marmalade,
Lower 48,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crooked Eye,
Radiohead,
The Fall,
Sister Nancy,
Flash Fearless,
Simply Red,
Goldenarms,
Siglo XX,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Selecter,
Warren Ellis,
Johnny Osbourne,
PIL,
Mr. Review,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aswad,
Juan Atkins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bauhaus,
The Star Department,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Buzzcocks,
Absolute Body Control,
The Raincoats,
The Walker Brothers,
World's Most,
New Age Steppers,
The Monochrome Set,
John Coltrane,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Ponytail,
The Martian,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Henry Cow,
John Lydon,
Mandrill,
Aural Exciters,
Peter and Kerry,
David McCallum,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Liliput,
Essential Logic,
One Last Wish,
Janne Schatter,
Television Personalities,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Sheep,
The Fortunes,
FM Einheit,
MC5,
Shuggie Otis,
Brothers Johnson,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.