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 Kuwait and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Marvin Gaye to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pussy Galore,
Lebanon Hanover,
H. Thieme,
Ronan,
Dave Gahan,
the Association,
Faust,
ABBA,
Mad Mike,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dennis Brown,
Danielle Patucci,
Curtis Mayfield,
Delta 5,
Wire,
Fugazi,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ohio Players,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Pretty Things,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erasure,
Chris & Cosey,
The Slits,
Morten Harket,
Eve St. Jones,
Iggy Pop,
Agitation Free,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barbara Tucker,
Sound Behaviour,
Anakelly,
The Fugs,
Fluxion,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fatback Band,
The Moleskins,
Agent Orange,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roy Ayers,
The Trojans,
Moby Grape,
Mo-Dettes,
Brothers Johnson,
Brick,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Susan Cadogan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Seeds,
Soulsonic Force,
The Raincoats,
Blake Baxter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
New Age Steppers,
a-ha,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cal Tjader,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.