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 Australia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron 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 E-Dancer to the electroclash 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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Mission of Burma,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Godley & Creme,
Pantaleimon,
Das Ding,
Animal Collective,
Dennis Brown,
Ralphi Rosario,
Youth Brigade,
Wire,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun City Girls,
Oneida,
Freddie Wadling,
The Gories,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
Mad Mike,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Christie,
Ten City,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Oblivians,
Pagans,
Negative Approach,
Tres Demented,
Desert Stars,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Al Stewart,
Lungfish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
The Blackbyrds,
Jeff Mills,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Piero Umiliani,
Amazonics,
The Angels of Light,
Bush Tetras,
Harpers Bizarre,
Wings,
Buzzcocks,
Amon Düül II,
Young Marble Giants,
Grauzone,
E-Dancer,
Trumans Water,
Ultimate Spinach,
Symarip,
Rhythm & Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
Alice Coltrane,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bad Manners,
New Order,
Fad Gadget,
Liliput,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.