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 Slovenia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Arthur Verocai to the grime 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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bill Near,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marvin Gaye,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
ABC,
Siglo XX,
Lucky Dragons,
Gong,
Man Eating Sloth,
China Crisis,
Matthew Halsall,
Half Japanese,
Shoche,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Barracudas,
Accadde A,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dual Sessions,
Pantytec,
Suicide,
Mr. Review,
Roger Hodgson,
Duran Duran,
Josef K,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mad Mike,
The Blues Magoos,
Main Source,
Darondo,
Vainqueur,
Public Image Ltd.,
Technova,
Aswad,
The Walker Brothers,
Severed Heads,
Wings,
John Cale,
Quantec,
The Misunderstood,
June of 44,
Fluxion,
Qualms,
X-Ray Spex,
EPMD,
Barbara Tucker,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Patti Smith,
Interpol,
Graham Central Station,
Eli Mardock,
The Toasters,
Ornette Coleman,
Thompson Twins,
The Grass Roots,
Yazoo,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.