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 Yemen and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 Neu! to the punk 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
The Buckinghams,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Birthday Party,
Anakelly,
The Young Rascals,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fugs,
Quadrant,
Index,
The Invisible,
Marmalade,
Massinfluence,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Grauzone,
The Black Dice,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Victims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Delta 5,
The Fuzztones,
ABC,
Swans,
Hasil Adkins,
Albert Ayler,
the Soft Cell,
Nils Olav,
Niagra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gastr Del Sol,
Robert Wyatt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Man Parrish,
The Remains,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lakeside,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
L. Decosne,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
Minutemen,
B.T. Express,
Pagans,
Tres Demented,
Alice Coltrane,
Frankie Knuckles,
Smog,
Rod Modell,
Davy DMX,
The Happenings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Public Enemy,
Kaleidoscope,
CMW,
Brand Nubian,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Chris Corsano,
Brass Construction,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.