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 Rwanda and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Joe Smooth to the punk 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Lou Reed,
The Music Machine,
Al Stewart,
Livin' Joy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Warren Ellis,
Harry Pussy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kayak,
June Days,
The Busters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Boz Scaggs,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang of Four,
Fad Gadget,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Victims,
Minny Pops,
Subhumans,
Throbbing Gristle,
Amon Düül II,
Joe Smooth,
The Gap Band,
Josef K,
DNA,
The Smoke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronnie Foster,
Vladislav Delay,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pagans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ohio Players,
The Black Dice,
Todd Terry,
Sister Nancy,
John Holt,
the Swans,
Scrapy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Starr,
Zero Boys,
Grey Daturas,
The Dead C,
Kool Moe Dee,
Unrelated Segments,
Lightning Bolt,
Outsiders,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
8 Eyed Spy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gong,
Max Romeo,
Jeff Lynne,
E-Dancer,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.