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 Rwanda and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Technova to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Arab on Radar,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Henry Cow,
Drexciya,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
EPMD,
Grauzone,
The Barracudas,
The Misunderstood,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
LL Cool J,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kevin Saunderson,
Skaos,
Moebius,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Organ,
Peter & Gordon,
Zapp,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Womack,
Harry Pussy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bauhaus,
Blancmange,
The Electric Prunes,
The Knickerbockers,
Ten City,
Stetsasonic,
Goldenarms,
R.M.O.,
Camberwell Now,
Negative Approach,
Robert Görl,
Cluster,
Livin' Joy,
Mad Mike,
Lightning Bolt,
Youth Brigade,
The Leaves,
Judy Mowatt,
Godley & Creme,
Skriet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mantronix,
The Buckinghams,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Human League,
Dark Day,
KRS-One,
Motorama,
June of 44,
Gang of Four,
MDC,
Sister Nancy,
Pantaleimon,
Dennis Brown,
Fugazi,
Radiohead,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.