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 United States and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 808 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 Tears for Fears to the disco 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Rod Modell,
The Human League,
Pagans,
Circle Jerks,
Scrapy,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Invisible,
T. Rex,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Organ,
the Swans,
Josef K,
Yusef Lateef,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
PIL,
Delon & Dalcan,
Adolescents,
Grauzone,
Nico,
Accadde A,
Bush Tetras,
Alice Coltrane,
cv313,
Mo-Dettes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Banda Bassotti,
Cymande,
Sparks,
World's Most,
Rufus Thomas,
48th St. Collective,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Whodini,
The Modern Lovers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DNA,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young,
Scientists,
Derrick Morgan,
Jesper Dahlback,
U.S. Maple,
LL Cool J,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hasil Adkins,
Bill Near,
Cameo,
China Crisis,
Qualms,
Inner City,
Q and Not U,
Pussy Galore,
Bob Dylan,
Junior Murvin,
Flipper,
AZ,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.