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 Australia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Hoover to the rock 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Star Department,
Whodini,
Pulsallama,
Vainqueur,
Bluetip,
Unrelated Segments,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Japan,
The Busters,
The Human League,
Deadbeat,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ultravox,
Camouflage,
Crooked Eye,
U.S. Maple,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brand Nubian,
Stereo Dub,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hardrive,
Tom Boy,
Roxette,
X-101,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Junior Murvin,
The Durutti Column,
The Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
Crime,
The Mummies,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tubeway Army,
Kerrie Biddell,
Accadde A,
The Misunderstood,
Jacques Brel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fela Kuti,
World's Most,
Marmalade,
Mad Mike,
Silicon Teens,
Prince Buster,
Faust,
Fear,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sandy B,
Rapeman,
CMW,
Faraquet,
In Retrospect,
Rakim,
Popol Vuh,
Sound Behaviour,
Kayak,
Leonard Cohen,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.