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 Belize and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Moody Blues to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
The Walker Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
Icehouse,
Fatback Band,
cv313,
Barrington Levy,
PIL,
Lungfish,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Christie,
Robert Wyatt,
Television Personalities,
Tim Buckley,
Siglo XX,
Funkadelic,
Moebius,
Minutemen,
Basic Channel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Main Source,
The Toasters,
Lindisfarne,
Make Up,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bob Dylan,
Tomorrow,
Arthur Verocai,
Tres Demented,
Schoolly D,
Altered Images,
Pere Ubu,
The Young Rascals,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ken Boothe,
Subhumans,
Joensuu 1685,
E-Dancer,
Andrew Hill,
Cybotron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Liliput,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Sound,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rufus Thomas,
The Move,
Babytalk,
Matthew Bourne,
Nas,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Bananas,
kango's stein massive,
Soft Cell,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Fuzztones,
Jacques Brel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eric B and Rakim,
D'Angelo,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.