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 Bahamas and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pulsallama to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Loose Ends,
Ultra Naté,
World's Most,
Vainqueur,
the Bar-Kays,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Moleskins,
Tomorrow,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Fortunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
U.S. Maple,
Skriet,
Derrick May,
Electric Light Orchestra,
X-102,
Main Source,
The Smiths,
Vladislav Delay,
The Evens,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Junior Murvin,
Massinfluence,
Freddie Wadling,
ABBA,
La Düsseldorf,
Susan Cadogan,
The Black Dice,
The Dirtbombs,
Yusef Lateef,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Sherman,
Kayak,
Ponytail,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mark Hollis,
The Moody Blues,
Guru Guru,
David Bowie,
Zapp,
The Vogues,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jacques Brel,
Model 500,
Janne Schatter,
Eve St. Jones,
The Sonics,
Mad Mike,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Wyatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Liliput,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Red Krayola,
Alton Ellis,
Roxette,
Lower 48,
The Motions,
Boredoms,
The Angels of Light,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.