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 Macedonia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord 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 Neu! to the punk 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
The Dead C,
Roxette,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Monks,
Don Cherry,
Ituana,
Bobby Byrd,
Black Sheep,
Matthew Bourne,
The Blackbyrds,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Techniques,
Urselle,
Shuggie Otis,
Skriet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dual Sessions,
Scrapy,
Connie Case,
Brass Construction,
Mark Hollis,
the Bar-Kays,
Swans,
Blossom Toes,
Young Marble Giants,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Organ,
The Skatalites,
Joensuu 1685,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soft Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Angels of Light,
Rod Modell,
Roger Hodgson,
Amon Düül,
U.S. Maple,
Visage,
Metal Thangz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Michelle Simonal,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Franke,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Slave,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Martian,
Kurtis Blow,
New Age Steppers,
Crime,
Oneida,
Todd Terry,
Eden Ahbez,
The Star Department,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Erykah Badu,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.