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 Nigeria and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Maurizio to the electroclash 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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Near record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Whodini,
Accadde A,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Visage,
Jeff Lynne,
LL Cool J,
Funkadelic,
Average White Band,
Chris Corsano,
Eric Dolphy,
Mantronix,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Flag,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Motions,
The Walker Brothers,
UT,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Judy Mowatt,
Boz Scaggs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soft Cell,
Bronski Beat,
Vladislav Delay,
Lucky Dragons,
Kerri Chandler,
Peter & Gordon,
Crime,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cymande,
Aaron Thompson,
Bootsy Collins,
Amon Düül II,
Moby Grape,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Derrick May,
the Normal,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Magazine,
The Tremeloes,
Donny Hathaway,
John Foxx,
The Neon Judgement,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang of Four,
Derrick Morgan,
Nirvana,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Prince Buster,
Panda Bear,
Malaria!,
Goldenarms,
The Misunderstood,
Zero Boys,
Blancmange,
Monolake,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.