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 Azerbaijan and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tehran.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar 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 Television to the grunge 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
John Holt,
Judy Mowatt,
Motorama,
The Zeros,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pere Ubu,
Procol Harum,
The Selecter,
Electric Prunes,
Saccharine Trust,
Fela Kuti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Association,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rakim,
Andrew Hill,
Boogie Down Productions,
Average White Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Ludus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cramps,
Sparks,
Little Man,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Letta Mbulu,
Pussy Galore,
Ralphi Rosario,
Susan Cadogan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Graham Central Station,
Darondo,
John Coltrane,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deepchord,
Guru Guru,
Arthur Verocai,
Yazoo,
Goldenarms,
the Normal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Techniques,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare,
Ken Boothe,
Quadrant,
The Remains,
The Vogues,
The Dirtbombs,
Erasure,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Drexciya,
The Toasters,
Sugar Minott,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.