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 Mauritius and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
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 güiro 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 Model 500 to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Girls At Our Best!,
Depeche Mode,
Davy DMX,
The Angels of Light,
Slick Rick,
The Mojo Men,
Cecil Taylor,
The Leaves,
Sugar Minott,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kerri Chandler,
T. Rex,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Danielle Patucci,
The Divine Comedy,
Robert Hood,
Quando Quango,
Zero Boys,
The Fugs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Idris Muhammad,
Tom Boy,
Eden Ahbez,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Beau Brummels,
Make Up,
Sight & Sound,
Gabor Szabo,
Wally Richardson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Clear Light,
Procol Harum,
Outsiders,
Silicon Teens,
Gastr Del Sol,
Quadrant,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mandrill,
Hot Snakes,
E-Dancer,
Mission of Burma,
Stiv Bators,
Rhythm & Sound,
Faraquet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Normal,
Chris Corsano,
Drexciya,
Q and Not U,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eddi Front,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Curtis Mayfield,
The J.B.'s,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.