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 China and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Nico to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Morten Harket,
Stereo Dub,
Dennis Brown,
Carl Craig,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Glambeats Corp.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tres Demented,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mojo Men,
Skriet,
Brand Nubian,
Piero Umiliani,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Traffic Nightmare,
Agitation Free,
Desert Stars,
June of 44,
The Dave Clark Five,
Whodini,
The Barracudas,
The American Breed,
The Cramps,
The United States of America,
kango's stein massive,
The Young Rascals,
Ponytail,
Excepter,
Suburban Knight,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gap Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Subhumans,
Ice-T,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Birthday Party,
Al Stewart,
Amon Düül II,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Royal Trux,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Move,
Derrick May,
Avey Tare,
Gerry Rafferty,
X-Ray Spex,
Simply Red,
Isaac Hayes,
Deakin,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scion,
Soul II Soul,
The Leaves,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.