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 Bulgaria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Royal Trux,
Young Marble Giants,
Sun Ra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Organ,
ABC,
Tommy Roe,
Moebius,
Wasted Youth,
Moby Grape,
The Tremeloes,
Minor Threat,
The Electric Prunes,
Rapeman,
John Holt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Prunes,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Star Department,
Lee Hazlewood,
Barry Ungar,
Stiv Bators,
Hoover,
Ice-T,
Tubeway Army,
Procol Harum,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Siglo XX,
Average White Band,
The Cowsills,
The Gories,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drexciya,
Whodini,
The Victims,
Ossler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Toasters,
Bill Wells,
Youth Brigade,
Metal Thangz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Blossom Toes,
Pantaleimon,
Agent Orange,
Yazoo,
Wally Richardson,
Wire,
Chrome,
Eli Mardock,
Davy DMX,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
PIL,
Cecil Taylor,
Lindisfarne,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül II,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.