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 Iraq and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Silicon Teens to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The Pop Group,
Alice Coltrane,
The Real Kids,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Lydon,
Godley & Creme,
Hoover,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Tremeloes,
FM Einheit,
Crooked Eye,
Depeche Mode,
H. Thieme,
Joy Division,
Scan 7,
Slick Rick,
Newcleus,
Joyce Sims,
Stetsasonic,
Parry Music,
Gang Green,
Drexciya,
The Slits,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nik Kershaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lucky Dragons,
Sarah Menescal,
In Retrospect,
Minnie Riperton,
Eurythmics,
Freddie Wadling,
Q65,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Byron Stingily,
The Gladiators,
The Knickerbockers,
Cal Tjader,
LL Cool J,
Amon Düül II,
Brand Nubian,
Dennis Brown,
the Germs,
The Raincoats,
Funkadelic,
Scott Walker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Whodini,
Bizarre Inc.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Letta Mbulu,
Marc Almond,
Black Moon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fugazi,
Loose Ends,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.