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 Lebanon and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar 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 Ken Boothe to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
ABBA,
June of 44,
Arab on Radar,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Moon,
The Birthday Party,
Junior Murvin,
Hashim,
Fluxion,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pierre Henry,
Technova,
Derrick Morgan,
The Vogues,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ornette Coleman,
Nico,
Agitation Free,
Black Bananas,
Faraquet,
Warren Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Angry Samoans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ultravox,
The Index,
Au Pairs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Stiv Bators,
Robert Hood,
Anakelly,
Absolute Body Control,
The American Breed,
Flipper,
Symarip,
Unrelated Segments,
Metal Thangz,
Underground Resistance,
The Dead C,
Cybotron,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stetsasonic,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Vainqueur,
Gang Gang Dance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Arthur Verocai,
Tomorrow,
Porter Ricks,
Sugar Minott,
Kayak,
Moby Grape,
Public Enemy,
The Moody Blues,
Marmalade,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.