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 Samoa and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Idris Muhammad to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Moon,
The Fire Engines,
Godley & Creme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camouflage,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ituana,
Gang Starr,
ABC,
Wings,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Technova,
Fugazi,
Bobby Byrd,
Nirvana,
Crash Course in Science,
Das Ding,
Popol Vuh,
Pantaleimon,
The American Breed,
The Gun Club,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cure,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rapeman,
Duran Duran,
cv313,
Eddi Front,
Buzzcocks,
Sixth Finger,
David Bowie,
Nas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Inner City,
Eve St. Jones,
Subhumans,
Neil Young,
Radiopuhelimet,
Public Image Ltd.,
Shoche,
the Association,
Massinfluence,
Boredoms,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ludus,
The Golliwogs,
Darondo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eurythmics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pylon,
Kenny Larkin,
Isaac Hayes,
The Moleskins,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.