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 Panama and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the grunge 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
The Motions,
Harry Pussy,
John Cale,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tommy Roe,
Zero Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Pretty Things,
Rekid,
Brothers Johnson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Moody Blues,
Audionom,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Al Stewart,
The Tremeloes,
Suburban Knight,
Von Mondo,
In Retrospect,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Easy Going,
The Smoke,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sister Nancy,
Swell Maps,
Tears for Fears,
Cluster,
Infiniti,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tomorrow,
New York Dolls,
Dennis Brown,
Eurythmics,
Todd Terry,
Bobby Sherman,
World's Most,
The Zeros,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobby Hutcherson,
June of 44,
Connie Case,
Peter and Kerry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
This Heat,
The Happenings,
The Raincoats,
Black Sheep,
Dual Sessions,
Swans,
Soft Machine,
The Techniques,
Sam Rivers,
Wolf Eyes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
CMW,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.