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 Algeria and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
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,
Gil Scott Heron,
Second Layer,
Al Stewart,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-101,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roy Ayers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Index,
A Certain Ratio,
the Soft Cell,
Subhumans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Judy Mowatt,
The Slackers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kool Moe Dee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boz Scaggs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
AZ,
Big Daddy Kane,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Remains,
Dark Day,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Icehouse,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Motions,
Reuben Wilson,
Sällskapet,
Kurtis Blow,
Chris Corsano,
Alton Ellis,
Agent Orange,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fat Boys,
Amon Düül II,
The Leaves,
New York Dolls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Liliput,
MC5,
Anakelly,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brass Construction,
Leonard Cohen,
The Moody Blues,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eddi Front,
Dead Boys,
Sex Pistols,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rufus Thomas,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.