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 Afghanistan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 organ 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nik Kershaw,
Todd Rundgren,
Clear Light,
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Youth Brigade,
Smog,
Soft Machine,
One Last Wish,
Khruangbin,
The Seeds,
Black Sheep,
Spandau Ballet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Neon Judgement,
Erykah Badu,
Whodini,
E-Dancer,
Arcadia,
Alphaville,
Jeff Lynne,
Sällskapet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Oneida,
The Slits,
Freddie Wadling,
The Dead C,
Patti Smith,
The Martian,
Guru Guru,
The Angels of Light,
Essential Logic,
Qualms,
China Crisis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Faraquet,
This Heat,
The Motions,
The United States of America,
Ohio Players,
Alison Limerick,
Liliput,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Frankie Knuckles,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
PIL,
Pylon,
The Stooges,
the Normal,
Mantronix,
The Smoke,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Standells,
The Monks,
Alice Coltrane,
Blake Baxter,
Malaria!,
JFA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aural Exciters,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.