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 Pakistan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Christie to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Grey Daturas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Harmonia,
Newcleus,
Brand Nubian,
R.M.O.,
Pulsallama,
Fugazi,
Essential Logic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joe Finger,
Boredoms,
Lalo Schifrin,
Carl Craig,
Cal Tjader,
Monolake,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Human League,
OOIOO,
Bang On A Can,
Sex Pistols,
Mantronix,
X-102,
John Holt,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crispy Ambulance,
The J.B.'s,
Young Marble Giants,
The Birthday Party,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Residents,
Average White Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Roxy Music,
Danielle Patucci,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
ABBA,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fugs,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sarah Menescal,
Idris Muhammad,
H. Thieme,
Roger Hodgson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Durutti Column,
Steve Hackett,
Cymande,
The Alarm Clocks,
MC5,
Babytalk,
Robert Hood,
Dark Day,
Albert Ayler,
Oblivians,
KRS-One,
Japan,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.