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 Ivory Coast and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 Traffic Nightmare to the electroclash 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Johnny Osbourne,
Erasure,
Schoolly D,
The Cowsills,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lee Hazlewood,
Quadrant,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eden Ahbez,
The Black Dice,
Judy Mowatt,
The Smoke,
Chrome,
Liliput,
X-101,
The Vogues,
Porter Ricks,
Lungfish,
Lucky Dragons,
Ponytail,
Dual Sessions,
Procol Harum,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Image Ltd.,
Maleditus Sound,
Altered Images,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Buckinghams,
Silicon Teens,
Mandrill,
Minnie Riperton,
X-102,
DJ Sneak,
Inner City,
Bush Tetras,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jacques Brel,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deadbeat,
John Holt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donny Hathaway,
Skarface,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bootsy Collins,
Symarip,
Lou Christie,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rakim,
Guru Guru,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gap Band,
Average White Band,
Robert Hood,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.