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 South Africa and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro 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 FM Einheit to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Godley & Creme,
The Zeros,
Brothers Johnson,
Joe Smooth,
Pulsallama,
The Detroit Cobras,
DNA,
Severed Heads,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ice-T,
Tomorrow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
The Human League,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Big Daddy Kane,
D'Angelo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott Heron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moby Grape,
Main Source,
10cc,
The Electric Prunes,
The United States of America,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Knickerbockers,
Jerry's Kids,
Franke,
Schoolly D,
Junior Murvin,
Livin' Joy,
Tres Demented,
Warsaw,
Maurizio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Associates,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Byrd,
Sound Behaviour,
Gong,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nick Fraelich,
Cybotron,
Scan 7,
The Fugs,
Second Layer,
Khruangbin,
Bobby Sherman,
Sight & Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nirvana,
Delon & Dalcan,
Faraquet,
The Divine Comedy,
Slave,
Pylon,
the Swans,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.