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 Georgia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mantronix to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders 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?
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fugs,
Urselle,
The Searchers,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barrington Levy,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Coltrane,
FM Einheit,
Ultimate Spinach,
Avey Tare,
Marmalade,
Lower 48,
June of 44,
Sandy B,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Man Eating Sloth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
EPMD,
Marvin Gaye,
Brothers Johnson,
Zero Boys,
Kurtis Blow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lou Christie,
Spandau Ballet,
Soul II Soul,
CMW,
the Soft Cell,
Can,
Swell Maps,
Pole,
Aswad,
Dave Gahan,
Ornette Coleman,
Agitation Free,
Matthew Bourne,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soul Sonic Force,
Letta Mbulu,
Leonard Cohen,
Severed Heads,
Television,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tres Demented,
Gregory Isaacs,
T. Rex,
Matthew Halsall,
Kayak,
Eddi Front,
John Lydon,
Robert Wyatt,
Blossom Toes,
E-Dancer,
Barry Ungar,
Erykah Badu,
Radiopuhelimet,
Deakin,
Dark Day,
Jeru the Damaja,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Circle Jerks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.