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 Angola and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Q65 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Janne Schatter,
Tomorrow,
Skriet,
Joy Division,
The Fortunes,
Quadrant,
Delon & Dalcan,
La Düsseldorf,
The United States of America,
Nico,
Marmalade,
Soft Cell,
the Germs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Royal Trux,
Black Sheep,
The Skatalites,
Fela Kuti,
The Happenings,
The Standells,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lebanon Hanover,
Morten Harket,
Crime,
Goldenarms,
Pantaleimon,
CMW,
The Selecter,
The Last Poets,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Malaria!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Tremeloes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Count Five,
The Gories,
Althea and Donna,
T.S.O.L.,
Lungfish,
Robert Hood,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mad Mike,
Johnny Clarke,
Banda Bassotti,
Loose Ends,
Intrusion,
John Foxx,
Ice-T,
Jacques Brel,
Rotary Connection,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Make Up,
Zero Boys,
Wire,
Los Fastidios,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.