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 Lesotho and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Seoul.
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 808 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 Bobby Byrd to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Radiohead,
The Modern Lovers,
Toni Rubio,
World's Most,
The Fortunes,
Loose Ends,
The Skatalites,
Dual Sessions,
The Five Americans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nils Olav,
Pantytec,
Royal Trux,
Fad Gadget,
Bauhaus,
Roger Hodgson,
PIL,
Jeru the Damaja,
DJ Style,
Flash Fearless,
Erykah Badu,
Mad Mike,
the Soft Cell,
Procol Harum,
Godley & Creme,
The Human League,
Suburban Knight,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eurythmics,
The Star Department,
Sugar Minott,
The Monochrome Set,
Albert Ayler,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mars,
Icehouse,
Minny Pops,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Busters,
Basic Channel,
Kerrie Biddell,
Supertramp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dead Boys,
Infiniti,
Sonic Youth,
Pantaleimon,
Spandau Ballet,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Reagan Youth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Harmonia,
The Seeds,
Con Funk Shun,
U.S. Maple,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crime,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.