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 St Lucia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Dave Clark Five to the disco 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
A Certain Ratio,
Donald Byrd,
The Happenings,
The Star Department,
Derrick May,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eli Mardock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fall,
Skriet,
Crooked Eye,
Fela Kuti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deepchord,
JFA,
PIL,
Qualms,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Idris Muhammad,
Supertramp,
Visage,
David Axelrod,
Public Enemy,
Arthur Verocai,
Second Layer,
Brick,
the Association,
ABC,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Soft Cell,
Brothers Johnson,
Sandy B,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Golliwogs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
UT,
Blossom Toes,
The Sound,
Monks,
Dave Gahan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amon Düül II,
Sonic Youth,
Dawn Penn,
Black Pus,
David McCallum,
The Black Dice,
Bill Wells,
Model 500,
The Vogues,
Stereo Dub,
The Blackbyrds,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.