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 Spain and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
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 mellotron 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 Cheater Slicks to the rap 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hoover,
Dawn Penn,
Henry Cow,
Basic Channel,
Althea and Donna,
New York Dolls,
John Cale,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Stooges,
Mars,
The Techniques,
Porter Ricks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Blake Baxter,
Delta 5,
Lindisfarne,
Unrelated Segments,
cv313,
Jesper Dahlback,
Minnie Riperton,
Jawbox,
Dave Gahan,
The Walker Brothers,
Flash Fearless,
Junior Murvin,
The Offenders,
Cecil Taylor,
Nas,
Ponytail,
The Smoke,
Gabor Szabo,
Eric Dolphy,
Au Pairs,
Tubeway Army,
Kas Product,
Electric Prunes,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rufus Thomas,
The Zeros,
the Human League,
Jimmy McGriff,
Unwound,
Max Romeo,
Quadrant,
Radiopuhelimet,
Stiv Bators,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sister Nancy,
The Cure,
The Monks,
Soul II Soul,
Stereo Dub,
Swell Maps,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sällskapet,
Das Ding,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.