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 St Lucia and from London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 DNA to the techno 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Sister Nancy,
Dawn Penn,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Bananas,
Jandek,
David McCallum,
The Smoke,
Skaos,
Crooked Eye,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Sneak,
Pantytec,
Kool Moe Dee,
Warsaw,
Eric Copeland,
Shuggie Otis,
Amon Düül,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cymande,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Toasters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Minny Pops,
Flash Fearless,
Sun Ra,
Pulsallama,
Ronan,
The Birthday Party,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bill Wells,
E-Dancer,
The Golliwogs,
The Monks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bush Tetras,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Duran Duran,
Sixth Finger,
Maurizio,
OOIOO,
Matthew Halsall,
Stiv Bators,
The United States of America,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deepchord,
These Immortal Souls,
Jeff Lynne,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eve St. Jones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Avey Tare,
The Blackbyrds,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bob Dylan,
Iggy Pop,
X-101,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.