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 Russia and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Mandrill to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Country Teasers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bush Tetras,
Adolescents,
Aloha Tigers,
Quadrant,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Five Americans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Shuggie Otis,
Altered Images,
Barbara Tucker,
U.S. Maple,
Godley & Creme,
Arcadia,
Nils Olav,
Mark Hollis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Almond,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cramps,
Prince Buster,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lower 48,
Sex Pistols,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Carl Craig,
Massinfluence,
The Music Machine,
Das Ding,
The Electric Prunes,
Television,
Nirvana,
Agent Orange,
Wire,
Roy Ayers,
John Lydon,
The Mummies,
Arab on Radar,
Rufus Thomas,
Chris Corsano,
The Pop Group,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
New York Dolls,
The Offenders,
Boz Scaggs,
Blake Baxter,
Glambeats Corp.,
Michelle Simonal,
The Walker Brothers,
Marine Girls,
Reagan Youth,
Sun City Girls,
Faust,
Soulsonic Force,
Amazonics,
EPMD,
Alison Limerick,
Television Personalities,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.