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 Uganda and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pulsallama to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Urselle,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oneida,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Franke,
Freddie Wadling,
Dark Day,
Iggy Pop,
Ralphi Rosario,
Monolake,
Underground Resistance,
Model 500,
Agent Orange,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Names,
Theoretical Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aswad,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nick Fraelich,
The Monks,
Erasure,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Todd Rundgren,
Scrapy,
the Bar-Kays,
Scott Walker,
The Moleskins,
Sun Ra,
Bootsy Collins,
The Modern Lovers,
Eric Dolphy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
A Certain Ratio,
Schoolly D,
Derrick Morgan,
Organ,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grandmaster Flash,
Warren Ellis,
Slave,
The Standells,
Duran Duran,
The New Christs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tres Demented,
Black Flag,
Public Image Ltd.,
Maurizio,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Black Dice,
Jeff Lynne,
Dawn Penn,
The Young Rascals,
Chris & Cosey,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.