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 Fiji and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Audionom to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Don Cherry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arcadia,
Moebius,
Rod Modell,
The Zeros,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Starr,
Skriet,
Sugar Minott,
MDC,
Tres Demented,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Saints,
Aloha Tigers,
Eric Copeland,
The Cramps,
Talk Talk,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mars,
The Pretty Things,
Vainqueur,
Tommy Roe,
Popol Vuh,
Cymande,
Kayak,
Duran Duran,
Surgeon,
Bobby Womack,
Das Ding,
Pylon,
The Slits,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Isaac Hayes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crash Course in Science,
The Move,
Kenny Larkin,
Blake Baxter,
Joey Negro,
Heaven 17,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fire Engines,
Theoretical Girls,
The Litter,
Groovy Waters,
Electric Prunes,
Magazine,
Fifty Foot Hose,
K-Klass,
U.S. Maple,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
KRS-One,
Boredoms,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.