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 Eritrea and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 David Bowie to the techno 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Boredoms,
Silicon Teens,
The Gap Band,
Cymande,
The Move,
Von Mondo,
The Golliwogs,
Khruangbin,
Donny Hathaway,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultra Naté,
Eddi Front,
Ten City,
Dual Sessions,
Flash Fearless,
Danielle Patucci,
Nirvana,
Vainqueur,
Kerrie Biddell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Matthew Bourne,
Half Japanese,
Cybotron,
Adolescents,
Ken Boothe,
Ice-T,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Moby Grape,
The Buckinghams,
Fela Kuti,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Sheep,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sound,
D'Angelo,
Pole,
Cecil Taylor,
Marine Girls,
Quantec,
Youth Brigade,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crooked Eye,
Zapp,
Curtis Mayfield,
Chris Corsano,
Tim Buckley,
Mission of Burma,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Darondo,
World's Most,
Matthew Halsall,
Michelle Simonal,
The Dirtbombs,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Slackers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mantronix,
Gong,
Boogie Down Productions,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.