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 Mauritania and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ice-T to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Tears for Fears,
The Smoke,
Roger Hodgson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jacques Brel,
Quando Quango,
ABC,
The Pop Group,
Ronan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joe Smooth,
Harmonia,
The Associates,
Sixth Finger,
Toni Rubio,
Rod Modell,
The Gun Club,
Scratch Acid,
the Normal,
Clear Light,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joey Negro,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Prince Buster,
Nas,
Main Source,
Gang of Four,
Q and Not U,
Marvin Gaye,
X-102,
The Golliwogs,
Sun City Girls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gang Starr,
Judy Mowatt,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Divine Comedy,
Zero Boys,
Sällskapet,
Barbara Tucker,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fatback Band,
The Misunderstood,
Second Layer,
Buzzcocks,
MC5,
Man Parrish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Bar-Kays,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Magma,
The United States of America,
Monks,
Gong,
Connie Case,
Metal Thangz,
Desert Stars,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.