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 Japan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Pole,
Rotary Connection,
The Pretty Things,
Vainqueur,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mantronix,
Outsiders,
Mo-Dettes,
The Star Department,
Traffic Nightmare,
Roy Ayers,
Bobby Sherman,
Visage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Amon Düül,
Saccharine Trust,
Hardrive,
The Red Krayola,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stiv Bators,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantaleimon,
The Doors,
The Motions,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Byrd,
X-102,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Buzzcocks,
UT,
The Gun Club,
Colin Newman,
Cybotron,
Loose Ends,
The United States of America,
Nation of Ulysses,
Robert Görl,
The Monks,
Young Marble Giants,
Minutemen,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Whodini,
Qualms,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kas Product,
A Certain Ratio,
Sällskapet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Desert Stars,
Alton Ellis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Index,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Dirtbombs,
Pierre Henry,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.