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 Vanuatu and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Excepter to the funk 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
OOIOO,
X-101,
Thompson Twins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Con Funk Shun,
Sarah Menescal,
Guru Guru,
Nik Kershaw,
Eden Ahbez,
Rakim,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
UT,
Black Sheep,
Faraquet,
Kayak,
This Heat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dave Gahan,
Terry Callier,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ultra Naté,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Shoche,
Surgeon,
Skaos,
Rites of Spring,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Shuggie Otis,
Grauzone,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Buzzcocks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Delta 5,
Unwound,
Jeff Lynne,
Chris & Cosey,
48th St. Collective,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Matthew Halsall,
Soulsonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Brothers Johnson,
Tropical Tobacco,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Reuben Wilson,
The Monks,
Absolute Body Control,
Todd Terry,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
AZ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Big Daddy Kane,
Spandau Ballet,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nils Olav,
Bluetip,
Danielle Patucci,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.