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 Ecuador and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 New Order to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacques Brel,
Byron Stingily,
Moebius,
Boredoms,
Scan 7,
Cameo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kayak,
Outsiders,
Soft Cell,
Con Funk Shun,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Leonard Cohen,
The Saints,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roxette,
Bill Near,
Joey Negro,
The Electric Prunes,
Slick Rick,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Altered Images,
MC5,
The Gladiators,
Arcadia,
Black Moon,
Skarface,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Mighty Diamonds,
E-Dancer,
The Remains,
The Invisible,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scion,
Robert Görl,
Kenny Larkin,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
T. Rex,
Black Bananas,
Second Layer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vladislav Delay,
Tres Demented,
Glambeats Corp.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bad Manners,
KRS-One,
Sonny Sharrock,
Graham Central Station,
Surgeon,
Moss Icon,
Rosa Yemen,
The Victims,
Trumans Water,
kango's stein massive,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.