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 Milan.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sixth Finger to the grunge 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Traffic Nightmare,
Little Man,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crime,
Echospace,
Marvin Gaye,
Urselle,
Porter Ricks,
Lucky Dragons,
T.S.O.L.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Inner City,
Hasil Adkins,
FM Einheit,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
This Heat,
Intrusion,
The Blackbyrds,
the Soft Cell,
The Music Machine,
Camberwell Now,
Eden Ahbez,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Alphaville,
Cybotron,
Stiv Bators,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marmalade,
Accadde A,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flamin' Groovies,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Star Department,
Livin' Joy,
Jerry's Kids,
Liliput,
Jimmy McGriff,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doobie Brothers,
Alton Ellis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra,
Joe Smooth,
Eve St. Jones,
Sex Pistols,
MDC,
Warren Ellis,
Godley & Creme,
the Human League,
Rekid,
Faraquet,
Jeff Lynne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Monochrome Set,
Qualms,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.