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 Burundi and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Faraquet to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Chrome,
Pylon,
Wally Richardson,
La Düsseldorf,
The Wake,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed,
Rod Modell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Sonics,
Young Marble Giants,
The Vogues,
Ohio Players,
Idris Muhammad,
Grey Daturas,
Y Pants,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monochrome Set,
Radiohead,
Los Fastidios,
Soulsonic Force,
EPMD,
Black Bananas,
Camberwell Now,
Cabaret Voltaire,
World's Most,
Sugar Minott,
MC5,
Arthur Verocai,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eddi Front,
Mr. Review,
Boogie Down Productions,
Shuggie Otis,
Ice-T,
ABC,
U.S. Maple,
Ludus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
David Axelrod,
Fear,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fall,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roxy Music,
Jeff Mills,
John Cale,
Spoonie Gee,
Ultravox,
The Move,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.