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 Chile and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Trojans to the techno 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
The Litter,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Anakelly,
Cameo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
H. Thieme,
Nils Olav,
The Gap Band,
Technova,
Mark Hollis,
Tom Boy,
The Motions,
The Doors,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Moebius,
Traffic Nightmare,
Robert Görl,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dennis Brown,
Ash Ra Tempel,
X-102,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stetsasonic,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ponytail,
Joey Negro,
Scrapy,
Peter & Gordon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hot Snakes,
Malaria!,
Sandy B,
Al Stewart,
Mo-Dettes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Adolescents,
Joensuu 1685,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Martian,
U.S. Maple,
Monks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Y Pants,
Agitation Free,
Marine Girls,
DNA,
Lou Christie,
Hoover,
The Divine Comedy,
Fat Boys,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Circle Jerks,
Slave,
Cal Tjader,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Subhumans,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.