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 Jordan 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 Tubeway Army to the jazz 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
a-ha,
Radio Birdman,
The Gladiators,
Buzzcocks,
Easy Going,
Faraquet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spandau Ballet,
Monks,
Robert Görl,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Star Department,
Talk Talk,
DNA,
Anakelly,
The Residents,
Youth Brigade,
Derrick May,
Mr. Review,
Young Marble Giants,
Arthur Verocai,
Shoche,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Sonics,
Average White Band,
Rufus Thomas,
The New Christs,
Terry Callier,
Accadde A,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Barrington Levy,
Maurizio,
The Busters,
Connie Case,
Oblivians,
Mad Mike,
Agitation Free,
The Sound,
Marc Almond,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Association,
John Coltrane,
The Pop Group,
Brothers Johnson,
Skarface,
Public Enemy,
Black Pus,
Wings,
The Monochrome Set,
Moebius,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Intrusion,
Kerrie Biddell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Red Krayola,
Siglo XX,
Eurythmics,
Todd Rundgren,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.