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 Cuba and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Talk Talk to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pulsallama,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Desert Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
Leonard Cohen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Susan Cadogan,
Intrusion,
The Wake,
Arcadia,
H. Thieme,
The Standells,
ABC,
Hot Snakes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Animal Collective,
Lucky Dragons,
Rakim,
Ten City,
Colin Newman,
Technova,
Derrick Morgan,
Sonic Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amazonics,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Names,
Cal Tjader,
Maurizio,
Q and Not U,
Bronski Beat,
Depeche Mode,
The Moleskins,
Joy Division,
X-101,
Brand Nubian,
Livin' Joy,
the Association,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Loose Ends,
New Age Steppers,
Supertramp,
Blancmange,
Angry Samoans,
The Doors,
Royal Trux,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fela Kuti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Dead Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
Warsaw,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jacob Miller,
Nik Kershaw,
The Music Machine,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.