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 Somalia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the techno 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Pus,
MDC,
Wasted Youth,
Man Eating Sloth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
E-Dancer,
Bush Tetras,
Dark Day,
The Seeds,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Skriet,
The Divine Comedy,
Janne Schatter,
In Retrospect,
Trumans Water,
ABBA,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tommy Roe,
Quantec,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Babytalk,
Funkadelic,
Make Up,
The Selecter,
La Düsseldorf,
MC5,
Black Moon,
Blossom Toes,
Pylon,
The Standells,
Lou Christie,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Moebius,
Main Source,
The Victims,
Fela Kuti,
Agitation Free,
The Blackbyrds,
The Music Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Todd Terry,
The Slits,
Easy Going,
Bobby Sherman,
Schoolly D,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minor Threat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Guru Guru,
Quadrant,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Hasil Adkins,
kango's stein massive,
Drexciya,
Reagan Youth,
Alphaville,
The Knickerbockers,
Henry Cow,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.