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 Iran and from Paris.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
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 clarinet 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 Theoretical Girls 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
PIL,
Zapp,
Sugar Minott,
Leonard Cohen,
Ultra Naté,
The Buckinghams,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soulsonic Force,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Masters at Work,
Japan,
Amon Düül,
Monks,
Alice Coltrane,
The Toasters,
Prince Buster,
These Immortal Souls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Wyatt,
Wasted Youth,
Rekid,
Altered Images,
ABC,
Moss Icon,
New Order,
Warsaw,
The Trojans,
Shuggie Otis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Robert Hood,
The Moody Blues,
Minny Pops,
Young Marble Giants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Section 25,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bob Dylan,
Porter Ricks,
The Cowsills,
Easy Going,
Panda Bear,
Ossler,
Basic Channel,
Johnny Clarke,
Icehouse,
Delta 5,
Piero Umiliani,
The Angels of Light,
The Techniques,
The Names,
Underground Resistance,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Durutti Column,
Rosa Yemen,
Terry Callier,
The Evens,
The Young Rascals,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gang of Four,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Symarip,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.