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 Malaysia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin 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 Icehouse to the techno 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Germs,
Khruangbin,
Nik Kershaw,
Main Source,
Radiohead,
the Human League,
Thompson Twins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pussy Galore,
Joe Smooth,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
New Age Steppers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Isaac Hayes,
The Skatalites,
Matthew Halsall,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Grass Roots,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brick,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pylon,
Massinfluence,
Glenn Branca,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Cale,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chris & Cosey,
Bill Near,
10cc,
The Selecter,
K-Klass,
The Toasters,
The United States of America,
Ice-T,
Rakim,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Knickerbockers,
Fugazi,
Roger Hodgson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Wake,
Bobby Womack,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Last Poets,
Drexciya,
Scratch Acid,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultravox,
The Cowsills,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pharoah Sanders,
A Certain Ratio,
Inner City,
Byron Stingily,
Slave,
Alton Ellis,
Mission of Burma,
Faraquet,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.