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 Bolivia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the punk 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Lower 48,
Camouflage,
The Raincoats,
Cameo,
Cybotron,
FM Einheit,
a-ha,
Adolescents,
DJ Sneak,
T. Rex,
the Swans,
Quantec,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Searchers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Foxx,
Nico,
New York Dolls,
Don Cherry,
Main Source,
Cymande,
Mission of Burma,
Aural Exciters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hashim,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Association,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yellowson,
Y Pants,
ABBA,
Fear,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boredoms,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deepchord,
Audionom,
Youth Brigade,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Detroit Cobras,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harmonia,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ten City,
The Evens,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Masters at Work,
Sugar Minott,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Popol Vuh,
H. Thieme,
Slick Rick,
Brass Construction,
Nils Olav,
Pole,
Unwound,
Anthony Braxton,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.