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 Antigua and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Patti Smith to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
The Beau Brummels,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Camouflage,
Kaleidoscope,
Ronnie Foster,
Liliput,
Smog,
David McCallum,
Yaz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nik Kershaw,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Alice Coltrane,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sex Pistols,
E-Dancer,
Average White Band,
Pantytec,
Idris Muhammad,
Zero Boys,
Warsaw,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Bananas,
Animal Collective,
the Germs,
Ronan,
The Index,
Ponytail,
48th St. Collective,
Joy Division,
New Age Steppers,
Ice-T,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed,
Lucky Dragons,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ten City,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Red Krayola,
KRS-One,
Sly & The Family Stone,
ABBA,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wire,
Derrick May,
Wings,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
This Heat,
Marshall Jefferson,
Loose Ends,
Rod Modell,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeru the Damaja,
F. McDonald,
Aural Exciters,
Cecil Taylor,
Kool Moe Dee,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.