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 Brunei and from Toronto.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Depeche Mode to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radio Birdman,
The Residents,
Urselle,
48th St. Collective,
Howard Jones,
New Order,
Danielle Patucci,
Flash Fearless,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deadbeat,
The Techniques,
Derrick Morgan,
The Wake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
The Stooges,
Marshall Jefferson,
Laurel Aitken,
Symarip,
Godley & Creme,
Minnie Riperton,
Funkadelic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jandek,
Lyres,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
Angry Samoans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joey Negro,
Basic Channel,
Wally Richardson,
X-101,
Carl Craig,
Negative Approach,
Skriet,
John Foxx,
U.S. Maple,
Rosa Yemen,
Rakim,
Depeche Mode,
Bang On A Can,
The Human League,
Young Marble Giants,
The Pop Group,
The Remains,
Donny Hathaway,
Little Man,
Glenn Branca,
Stetsasonic,
E-Dancer,
The Kinks,
Royal Trux,
Severed Heads,
Grey Daturas,
Davy DMX,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.