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 Denmark and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Guru Guru to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mars,
Yaz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dawn Penn,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Whodini,
Joey Negro,
FM Einheit,
Donny Hathaway,
Sixth Finger,
the Slits,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Associates,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Robert Hood,
Fluxion,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wasted Youth,
Moss Icon,
Maurizio,
Bill Wells,
the Sonics,
Terry Callier,
Crime,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Happenings,
Funkadelic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Organ,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Black Sheep,
Glenn Branca,
John Lydon,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Starr,
Urselle,
The Barracudas,
James White and The Blacks,
Blancmange,
Scion,
Grey Daturas,
Dual Sessions,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bauhaus,
Kenny Larkin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kurtis Blow,
Cameo,
Kas Product,
Aaron Thompson,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Moody Blues,
Toni Rubio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Stereo Dub,
Slick Rick,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.