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 Yemen and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 spring reverb 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 Skriet to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
The Young Rascals,
Soulsonic Force,
Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
Slave,
Radio Birdman,
Simply Red,
Outsiders,
Make Up,
The Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lebanon Hanover,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Panda Bear,
Neu!,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moby Grape,
FM Einheit,
Skarface,
Niagra,
Barrington Levy,
Ultravox,
Ronnie Foster,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Wake,
Clear Light,
Lucky Dragons,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Los Fastidios,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deadbeat,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
Duran Duran,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Youth Brigade,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Busters,
Hot Snakes,
Altered Images,
Underground Resistance,
Kenny Larkin,
X-102,
Inner City,
Angry Samoans,
Marc Almond,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mr. Review,
New Age Steppers,
the Germs,
Gichy Dan,
Skaos,
B.T. Express,
Television Personalities,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blancmange,
Tomorrow,
Au Pairs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.