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 the UAE and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pagans to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Youth Brigade,
The Modern Lovers,
The Barracudas,
Procol Harum,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Sound,
The Residents,
Visage,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yazoo,
Fad Gadget,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fear,
Darondo,
Khruangbin,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marine Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
The Real Kids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Metal Thangz,
Matthew Halsall,
Chris & Cosey,
Nation of Ulysses,
cv313,
Avey Tare,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Swans,
Danielle Patucci,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cal Tjader,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wings,
This Heat,
Johnny Clarke,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maleditus Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Trojans,
Jawbox,
Hasil Adkins,
Moebius,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
T. Rex,
The Mojo Men,
Jacob Miller,
Cluster,
Pantaleimon,
Agitation Free,
Nico,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.