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 Kosovo and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Marshall Jefferson to the funk 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Depeche Mode,
Urselle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
La Düsseldorf,
PIL,
Scan 7,
Aloha Tigers,
Fat Boys,
Dark Day,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Normal,
Lightning Bolt,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Warren Ellis,
Mark Hollis,
Mo-Dettes,
The Standells,
Donald Byrd,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Bar-Kays,
Hoover,
CMW,
John Foxx,
Siglo XX,
Nik Kershaw,
R.M.O.,
Alison Limerick,
Brass Construction,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Slick Rick,
Fear,
Gastr Del Sol,
Robert Hood,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobbi Humphrey,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Q65,
Wings,
Drive Like Jehu,
Spoonie Gee,
H. Thieme,
The Mojo Men,
The Vogues,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sparks,
Von Mondo,
Gang Starr,
The Count Five,
Derrick May,
Barry Ungar,
Erasure,
Trumans Water,
U.S. Maple,
E-Dancer,
Fugazi,
Erykah Badu,
Flamin' Groovies,
Negative Approach,
Quadrant,
Stiv Bators,
Connie Case,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.