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 South Africa and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Johnny Osbourne to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Desert Stars,
The Slackers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ken Boothe,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Matthew Bourne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scott Walker,
The Blues Magoos,
Grey Daturas,
The Tremeloes,
These Immortal Souls,
K-Klass,
H. Thieme,
The Beau Brummels,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slave,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stetsasonic,
Bad Manners,
Popol Vuh,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gap Band,
Alphaville,
Cluster,
Smog,
Marine Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
The Misunderstood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ten City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Unwound,
Ronan,
Sandy B,
In Retrospect,
Jacob Miller,
Isaac Hayes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camberwell Now,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cowsills,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marvin Gaye,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soft Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
Sugar Minott,
Whodini,
Yazoo,
Ultra Naté,
B.T. Express,
Leonard Cohen,
Moebius,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.