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 Senegal and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Index to the electroclash 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Bobby Womack,
Faust,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Soul II Soul,
Joensuu 1685,
Grauzone,
Y Pants,
Vainqueur,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
PIL,
Little Man,
The Cowsills,
Procol Harum,
The Zeros,
Joy Division,
The Kinks,
Chris & Cosey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arab on Radar,
Jeff Lynne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Intrusion,
Scientists,
Kenny Larkin,
Janne Schatter,
The Stooges,
Tubeway Army,
Steve Hackett,
Donald Byrd,
Brothers Johnson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Danielle Patucci,
Soulsonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun City Girls,
Toni Rubio,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Sonics,
The Associates,
Matthew Bourne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Easy Going,
Gang Gang Dance,
Spoonie Gee,
Isaac Hayes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gichy Dan,
Minor Threat,
Silicon Teens,
U.S. Maple,
The Seeds,
Barclay James Harvest,
Prince Buster,
Popol Vuh,
Los Fastidios,
Supertramp,
The Neon Judgement,
the Bar-Kays,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.