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 Bangladesh and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 arpeggiator 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 Faust to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Piero Umiliani,
Nils Olav,
Q65,
Model 500,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Minor Threat,
Lower 48,
Niagra,
Davy DMX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Outsiders,
Radio Birdman,
The Associates,
Alphaville,
Lakeside,
CMW,
The Dirtbombs,
Guru Guru,
Bobby Byrd,
The Invisible,
Blancmange,
the Soft Cell,
The Gun Club,
Monolake,
Rakim,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barry Ungar,
Peter and Kerry,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sex Pistols,
The Beau Brummels,
The Evens,
Sight & Sound,
Monks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Black Bananas,
Darondo,
Pagans,
The Zeros,
The Star Department,
Derrick Morgan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cymande,
The Walker Brothers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brothers Johnson,
X-102,
Buzzcocks,
Lalann,
Marvin Gaye,
The Kinks,
Arab on Radar,
Connie Case,
Babytalk,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.