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 Venezuela and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Donald Fagen 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 Negative Approach to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Sparks,
Marshall Jefferson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Grauzone,
Oblivians,
The Mummies,
Janne Schatter,
the Bar-Kays,
The Pretty Things,
Sight & Sound,
Pere Ubu,
Popol Vuh,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ornette Coleman,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stetsasonic,
Technova,
Ultimate Spinach,
Negative Approach,
Rakim,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Monochrome Set,
Brothers Johnson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minny Pops,
The Star Department,
Mark Hollis,
Talk Talk,
Crooked Eye,
The Gories,
David Axelrod,
Johnny Clarke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chris Corsano,
Skriet,
Bronski Beat,
The Moody Blues,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fear,
Eric Dolphy,
Audionom,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Letta Mbulu,
Jandek,
Marvin Gaye,
Groovy Waters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Porter Ricks,
Radiohead,
48th St. Collective,
Prince Buster,
Morten Harket,
Television Personalities,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.