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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 The Martian to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ludus,
Swell Maps,
Deakin,
Pole,
Yusef Lateef,
Blancmange,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Move,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minnie Riperton,
Fatback Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Black Dice,
Nik Kershaw,
The Young Rascals,
X-101,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bang On A Can,
Fad Gadget,
The Residents,
Quadrant,
Nas,
The Skatalites,
Roxy Music,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lakeside,
Pagans,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-Ray Spex,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Arcadia,
Los Fastidios,
Roger Hodgson,
Alton Ellis,
Don Cherry,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joe Finger,
Pierre Henry,
Organ,
Wally Richardson,
Rosa Yemen,
Sight & Sound,
Infiniti,
Procol Harum,
One Last Wish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
CMW,
Pussy Galore,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eric Dolphy,
Adolescents,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arab on Radar,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Television,
Black Flag,
Anakelly,
Bill Near,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.