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 Cape Verde and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Crooked Eye to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
The Sound,
Animal Collective,
Arab on Radar,
Agent Orange,
Ituana,
Oneida,
The Grass Roots,
Tears for Fears,
Judy Mowatt,
Connie Case,
The Real Kids,
Jerry's Kids,
B.T. Express,
Crooked Eye,
Al Stewart,
Pagans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DJ Style,
Visage,
Freddie Wadling,
Scan 7,
Black Sheep,
Juan Atkins,
Make Up,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nils Olav,
Isaac Hayes,
Desert Stars,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sugar Minott,
FM Einheit,
Robert Görl,
Derrick Morgan,
Lightning Bolt,
New Age Steppers,
The Doors,
Duran Duran,
Fugazi,
The Remains,
Banda Bassotti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Junior Murvin,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joensuu 1685,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bizarre Inc.,
Colin Newman,
Stereo Dub,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Underground Resistance,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang Starr,
The Gun Club,
Faust,
Essential Logic,
ABBA,
Bauhaus,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark 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.