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 Canada and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet 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 ABC to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Skriet,
Eric Copeland,
Cal Tjader,
Bronski Beat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Sonics,
Niagra,
Tim Buckley,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fuzztones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
R.M.O.,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Bananas,
Joensuu 1685,
Flipper,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pierre Henry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New Age Steppers,
Organ,
MDC,
Audionom,
Alphaville,
Rapeman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Five Americans,
The Pretty Things,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Shuggie Otis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Duran Duran,
Soul II Soul,
Japan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Essential Logic,
The Golliwogs,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Slackers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Darondo,
The New Christs,
In Retrospect,
H. Thieme,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Smiths,
Scion,
Ten City,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-101,
The Vogues,
Danielle Patucci,
Theoretical Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blossom Toes,
Soulsonic Force,
Glenn Branca,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.