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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
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 sitar 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 Siglo XX to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Slave,
Ohio Players,
Lou Reed,
Average White Band,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Main Source,
Crispy Ambulance,
Idris Muhammad,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pole,
Subhumans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Traffic Nightmare,
Organ,
Aswad,
Eden Ahbez,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sister Nancy,
Soulsonic Force,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Black Dice,
Dark Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joyce Sims,
Kas Product,
The Fuzztones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Panda Bear,
New Order,
Deakin,
The Velvet Underground,
Suburban Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Pretty Things,
Public Enemy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Robert Görl,
The Durutti Column,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Funky Four + One,
Charles Mingus,
Tim Buckley,
Pulsallama,
The New Christs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
David McCallum,
Cal Tjader,
Arcadia,
Moebius,
ABBA,
Scan 7,
Heaven 17,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.