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 France and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gichy Dan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Stetsasonic,
Public Enemy,
The Skatalites,
Hashim,
Letta Mbulu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Smiths,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Maleditus Sound,
Cymande,
Jeff Mills,
Brass Construction,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobby Sherman,
Brand Nubian,
Accadde A,
Saccharine Trust,
Fad Gadget,
Aaron Thompson,
The Evens,
Al Stewart,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Anakelly,
The Monks,
One Last Wish,
Sam Rivers,
The Birthday Party,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Byrd,
The Trojans,
The Monochrome Set,
John Coltrane,
Idris Muhammad,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Average White Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Crooked Eye,
Interpol,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ronnie Foster,
Ronan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ice-T,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alton Ellis,
Judy Mowatt,
Howard Jones,
a-ha,
Soulsonic Force,
Q65,
LL Cool J,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mark Hollis,
Dual Sessions,
Quantec,
David Bowie,
Graham Central Station,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.