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 Syria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Lou Reed 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 Deepchord to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Green,
K-Klass,
Pagans,
the Slits,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Electric Prunes,
Guru Guru,
The Doors,
Joey Negro,
Davy DMX,
The Beau Brummels,
JFA,
Eden Ahbez,
CMW,
Chris & Cosey,
Kurtis Blow,
MDC,
Magazine,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Stereo Dub,
The Index,
Lyres,
Janne Schatter,
Alphaville,
John Cale,
Alice Coltrane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Zapp,
The Invisible,
Pantaleimon,
Rod Modell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grauzone,
Parry Music,
Public Enemy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Man Eating Sloth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jacques Brel,
Sandy B,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Niagra,
Crime,
Don Cherry,
Aural Exciters,
cv313,
Sight & Sound,
The Human League,
T.S.O.L.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Harry Pussy,
Outsiders,
Babytalk,
Desert Stars,
Ultra Naté,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.