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 Somalia and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 David Bowie 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the grime 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Grauzone,
Hardrive,
Technova,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Siglo XX,
kango's stein massive,
Moss Icon,
Index,
Pole,
the Association,
Erykah Badu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Darondo,
Ultravox,
Joyce Sims,
Q65,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David Bowie,
Gong,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
This Heat,
The Raincoats,
The Gladiators,
Marcia Griffiths,
DJ Sneak,
Pylon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Circle Jerks,
Freddie Wadling,
Rekid,
The Smiths,
Minny Pops,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Cowsills,
Jacques Brel,
Hot Snakes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Mills,
Livin' Joy,
Chris Corsano,
The Black Dice,
Sandy B,
Trumans Water,
The Trojans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lalo Schifrin,
U.S. Maple,
Oblivians,
Eden Ahbez,
FM Einheit,
Schoolly D,
Patti Smith,
AZ,
The Cramps,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.