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 Jamaica and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 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 Blancmange to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Sparks,
Bush Tetras,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-101,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fortunes,
FM Einheit,
MDC,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Human League,
Barrington Levy,
Sight & Sound,
Pulsallama,
Janne Schatter,
Althea and Donna,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grauzone,
Crash Course in Science,
Marine Girls,
Basic Channel,
Desert Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
KRS-One,
Grandmaster Flash,
Motorama,
The Star Department,
the Bar-Kays,
Drive Like Jehu,
Von Mondo,
X-Ray Spex,
Bronski Beat,
Minutemen,
Saccharine Trust,
Nick Fraelich,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Pus,
The Offenders,
Con Funk Shun,
the Normal,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ronnie Foster,
Slick Rick,
Ultra Naté,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lucky Dragons,
Porter Ricks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
D'Angelo,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Radio Birdman,
Angry Samoans,
Can,
Erasure,
Carl Craig,
Vainqueur,
Bob Dylan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.