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 Bangladesh and from Milan.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum 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 Fela Kuti to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Bobby Womack,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Trojans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fugazi,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-Ray Spex,
Bauhaus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sun Ra,
The Fortunes,
The Vogues,
the Swans,
DJ Sneak,
The Mummies,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cramps,
Pet Shop Boys,
Moss Icon,
Tubeway Army,
Suicide,
Sällskapet,
Yazoo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Simply Red,
New Age Steppers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Anakelly,
ABBA,
Bang On A Can,
The Seeds,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fire Engines,
Gang Green,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Drexciya,
Vainqueur,
Funky Four + One,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aloha Tigers,
The Tremeloes,
Amon Düül,
The Fugs,
Adolescents,
Au Pairs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Busters,
Wolf Eyes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Big Daddy Kane,
The American Breed,
Henry Cow,
Bluetip,
John Foxx,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Last Poets,
Franke,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ice-T,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.