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 Poland and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Roger Hodgson to the techno 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Basic Channel,
Wolf Eyes,
Tommy Roe,
Adolescents,
Nas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Spoonie Gee,
Brothers Johnson,
The Young Rascals,
Barrington Levy,
Curtis Mayfield,
The United States of America,
The Wake,
Kerri Chandler,
Dual Sessions,
Janne Schatter,
Massinfluence,
Delon & Dalcan,
Harmonia,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Names,
Gichy Dan,
Whodini,
Kevin Saunderson,
Blossom Toes,
Bronski Beat,
the Human League,
Scan 7,
Scrapy,
Funkadelic,
Delta 5,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Modern Lovers,
Oneida,
Fad Gadget,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rekid,
Eddi Front,
The Pop Group,
Soul Sonic Force,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sun City Girls,
Tears for Fears,
Oblivians,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Infiniti,
Cameo,
Junior Murvin,
In Retrospect,
Mr. Review,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young,
Nik Kershaw,
Brand Nubian,
Accadde A,
The Doobie Brothers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David McCallum,
Yellowson,
10cc,
New Order,
Cluster,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.