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 Lithuania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Morten Harket to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Minny Pops,
Radiopuhelimet,
Desert Stars,
Reagan Youth,
Das Ding,
D'Angelo,
Tomorrow,
Blancmange,
Masters at Work,
Alphaville,
Dennis Brown,
Jeff Lynne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
AZ,
Rites of Spring,
Colin Newman,
Von Mondo,
Scientists,
kango's stein massive,
Aswad,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Christie,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Severed Heads,
Funkadelic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crash Course in Science,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sun City Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Goldenarms,
Motorama,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stiv Bators,
Arab on Radar,
The Raincoats,
Joe Smooth,
DJ Sneak,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joy Division,
The Real Kids,
John Foxx,
Bill Near,
Inner City,
David Bowie,
Blake Baxter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ituana,
The Fortunes,
The Wake,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camouflage,
Moby Grape,
Sparks,
a-ha,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.