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 Kitts & Nevis and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Madrid.
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 theremin 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 Cure to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
X-Ray Spex,
Ten City,
David McCallum,
the Human League,
The Moody Blues,
DNA,
The Kinks,
Erasure,
Soul II Soul,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fall,
Marine Girls,
The Wake,
Faraquet,
Eli Mardock,
The Golliwogs,
Country Teasers,
Flipper,
Barry Ungar,
Cecil Taylor,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed,
Ice-T,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Barracudas,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brand Nubian,
Ituana,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Loose Ends,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roxette,
Jandek,
Harmonia,
Michelle Simonal,
Soft Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
The Electric Prunes,
the Bar-Kays,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deadbeat,
Mars,
Fugazi,
Kurtis Blow,
Fad Gadget,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gichy Dan,
Fatback Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Sister Nancy,
The United States of America,
Stereo Dub,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.