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 Ireland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Bremen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Blackbyrds to the jazz 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 Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Arab on Radar,
Alphaville,
Thompson Twins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lucky Dragons,
Arthur Verocai,
the Association,
X-Ray Spex,
Underground Resistance,
Flipper,
Basic Channel,
Kas Product,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roxy Music,
The Victims,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kaleidoscope,
John Lydon,
New Age Steppers,
Blancmange,
Joey Negro,
New Order,
X-101,
Nils Olav,
The Gun Club,
cv313,
Eve St. Jones,
Audionom,
DJ Sneak,
Gabor Szabo,
Dual Sessions,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Au Pairs,
Maleditus Sound,
Whodini,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sex Pistols,
Fugazi,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantytec,
Matthew Bourne,
AZ,
Thee Headcoats,
Freddie Wadling,
Absolute Body Control,
Tom Boy,
The Martian,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minnie Riperton,
The Seeds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Make Up,
Avey Tare,
The Dirtbombs,
Roy Ayers,
Crime,
a-ha,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.