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 Czech Republic and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
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 marimba 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 Siglo XX to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Terrestrial Tones,
Derrick May,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gong,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Last Poets,
Tropical Tobacco,
Byron Stingily,
Warren Ellis,
Arthur Verocai,
Wire,
Toni Rubio,
Barrington Levy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ten City,
Gang Green,
Bobby Womack,
Japan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Juan Atkins,
Godley & Creme,
The Busters,
Stereo Dub,
Neil Young,
Scientists,
One Last Wish,
These Immortal Souls,
Joey Negro,
The United States of America,
Gang of Four,
Albert Ayler,
Agitation Free,
David Bowie,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sällskapet,
Minor Threat,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gories,
The Toasters,
Agent Orange,
The Kinks,
Silicon Teens,
Subhumans,
Siglo XX,
The Stooges,
Lalann,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Howard Jones,
Television Personalities,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Royal Trux,
Aaron Thompson,
June of 44,
Soul Sonic Force,
June Days,
Tom Boy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Germs,
The Cramps,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.