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 Hungary and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Moss Icon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Soft Cell,
Blancmange,
Pussy Galore,
Underground Resistance,
Zero Boys,
Deakin,
Jandek,
Basic Channel,
X-102,
John Coltrane,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soulsonic Force,
Von Mondo,
OOIOO,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Main Source,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Associates,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minny Pops,
Marvin Gaye,
Scott Walker,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sam Rivers,
Matthew Bourne,
The Residents,
Cluster,
Arab on Radar,
Blossom Toes,
Talk Talk,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Doobie Brothers,
The New Christs,
John Lydon,
Harry Pussy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crash Course in Science,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rakim,
Erasure,
Amazonics,
The Moleskins,
Aaron Thompson,
the Human League,
the Germs,
Animal Collective,
DNA,
Oneida,
The J.B.'s,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rufus Thomas,
Ice-T,
Camouflage,
Kaleidoscope,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.