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 Namibia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rakim to the crunk 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Nirvana,
Joy Division,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aural Exciters,
Funky Four + One,
kango's stein massive,
ABC,
Sight & Sound,
Wally Richardson,
Big Daddy Kane,
La Düsseldorf,
The Misunderstood,
Barbara Tucker,
The Pretty Things,
Essential Logic,
Panda Bear,
48th St. Collective,
Bronski Beat,
New Order,
Zero Boys,
The New Christs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Harry Pussy,
Harmonia,
Radio Birdman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rufus Thomas,
Moby Grape,
JFA,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Star Department,
Sun City Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Morten Harket,
Quando Quango,
Albert Ayler,
Urselle,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Basic Channel,
The Doors,
Jeff Lynne,
The Tremeloes,
Chris & Cosey,
Judy Mowatt,
Adolescents,
Monolake,
Chrome,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quadrant,
Grauzone,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deakin,
Charles Mingus,
DNA,
Toni Rubio,
Jandek,
Nas,
Liliput,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.