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 United Kingdom and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Roxette to the disco 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bronski Beat,
Bob Dylan,
Alton Ellis,
Eden Ahbez,
the Human League,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Roger Hodgson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Henry Cow,
Flash Fearless,
Lebanon Hanover,
Yaz,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Techniques,
Nirvana,
Buzzcocks,
Sonic Youth,
Underground Resistance,
Cecil Taylor,
The Searchers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispian St. Peters,
Angry Samoans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chris & Cosey,
Althea and Donna,
The Wake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stiv Bators,
Sällskapet,
Alice Coltrane,
Severed Heads,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobby Womack,
Judy Mowatt,
Radio Birdman,
Sparks,
Max Romeo,
Arab on Radar,
Minutemen,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Prunes,
David Bowie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donny Hathaway,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Standells,
The Toasters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amon Düül,
Vainqueur,
Funkadelic,
Tomorrow,
cv313,
OOIOO,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Dirtbombs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.