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 Malaysia and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cybotron to the techno 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
The Zeros,
Neu!,
The Busters,
Pantaleimon,
Guru Guru,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ossler,
Wolf Eyes,
Vainqueur,
Moebius,
Supertramp,
Drexciya,
CMW,
Sixth Finger,
Kurtis Blow,
China Crisis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dave Gahan,
Jeff Mills,
Bob Dylan,
The Beau Brummels,
The Electric Prunes,
The Offenders,
Buzzcocks,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric Copeland,
Minor Threat,
Saccharine Trust,
John Foxx,
Infiniti,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kaleidoscope,
Royal Trux,
Electric Prunes,
Arcadia,
Alton Ellis,
The New Christs,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül II,
Suburban Knight,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tim Buckley,
Toni Rubio,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pole,
Symarip,
Easy Going,
Gichy Dan,
The Neon Judgement,
Howard Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
London Community Gospel Choir,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rites of Spring,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joey Negro,
Camouflage,
Soul II Soul,
Jeff Lynne,
Scan 7,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.