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 Iraq and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb 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 Magma to the rock 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
John Lydon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roger Hodgson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Neu!,
Bobby Sherman,
Tom Boy,
Fatback Band,
Colin Newman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Pagans,
Soulsonic Force,
Dawn Penn,
Gastr Del Sol,
La Düsseldorf,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mr. Review,
The Real Kids,
A Certain Ratio,
Rufus Thomas,
Todd Rundgren,
Joensuu 1685,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Skatalites,
Dave Gahan,
Whodini,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Average White Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Toni Rubio,
Thompson Twins,
Model 500,
Subhumans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ronnie Foster,
The Beau Brummels,
Darondo,
Pulsallama,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Smog,
The Selecter,
The Kinks,
Lou Christie,
Matthew Bourne,
Monolake,
Bootsy Collins,
The Trojans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Little Man,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.