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 Croatia and from Mexico City.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe 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 10cc to the rap 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Warsaw,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cheater Slicks,
John Foxx,
Schoolly D,
Godley & Creme,
The Cure,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Monks,
The Pretty Things,
Excepter,
Marvin Gaye,
Hardrive,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marmalade,
Harry Pussy,
Kenny Larkin,
The American Breed,
Graham Central Station,
Shoche,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Last Poets,
Isaac Hayes,
Peter & Gordon,
Steve Hackett,
The Fuzztones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
This Heat,
Laurel Aitken,
The Stooges,
Goldenarms,
The Slackers,
UT,
Urselle,
Average White Band,
The Five Americans,
Simply Red,
Jeru the Damaja,
Neil Young,
The Fall,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gories,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bill Near,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed,
Funky Four + One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Desert Stars,
Sällskapet,
Mr. Review,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Saints,
Intrusion,
Index,
Deadbeat,
Nas,
Matthew Bourne,
Soft Machine,
Minny Pops,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.