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 Fiji and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 Sällskapet to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Juan Atkins,
The Walker Brothers,
Model 500,
Ronnie Foster,
Radiohead,
Bauhaus,
the Swans,
Panda Bear,
Al Stewart,
8 Eyed Spy,
Guru Guru,
Jeff Mills,
Jacob Miller,
The Golliwogs,
Monks,
Dark Day,
The Sonics,
Unrelated Segments,
Hasil Adkins,
The Raincoats,
48th St. Collective,
X-102,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nirvana,
Leonard Cohen,
The Blackbyrds,
X-Ray Spex,
The Seeds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Los Fastidios,
The Remains,
Depeche Mode,
Fluxion,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Infiniti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Stooges,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Josef K,
Tubeway Army,
Amazonics,
Niagra,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultravox,
Davy DMX,
Television,
The Kinks,
Anthony Braxton,
Yellowson,
Q and Not U,
Terry Callier,
Siglo XX,
China Crisis,
Warsaw,
Cymande,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.