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 Georgia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Nile Rodgers 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 David McCallum to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Au Pairs,
Youth Brigade,
Deakin,
Maleditus Sound,
Ossler,
Eric Copeland,
The Blues Magoos,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marshall Jefferson,
KRS-One,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alton Ellis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
One Last Wish,
The Black Dice,
Man Parrish,
the Normal,
Silicon Teens,
Qualms,
The Pop Group,
Tom Boy,
Ornette Coleman,
Lyres,
The Trojans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Boredoms,
The Stooges,
Anakelly,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nas,
Theoretical Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
Josef K,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Vogues,
Max Romeo,
Brothers Johnson,
Technova,
JFA,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cybotron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Germs,
10cc,
F. McDonald,
Al Stewart,
Sparks,
The Associates,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rekid,
Interpol,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stockholm Monsters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nico,
The Martian,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Real Kids,
a-ha,
Talk Talk,
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.