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 Malaysia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
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 marimba 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 Monolake to the rock 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
The Human League,
Rufus Thomas,
Duran Duran,
The Durutti Column,
The Electric Prunes,
The Red Krayola,
Sugar Minott,
Janne Schatter,
Saccharine Trust,
Fad Gadget,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gories,
H. Thieme,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dark Day,
Half Japanese,
Oblivians,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Babytalk,
Accadde A,
Fluxion,
The Gap Band,
Wally Richardson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Seeds,
Yusef Lateef,
The Index,
Black Sheep,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DJ Style,
Cameo,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Knickerbockers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Drexciya,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roy Ayers,
The Stooges,
The Move,
8 Eyed Spy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Flipper,
Eric Dolphy,
Tomorrow,
Eli Mardock,
Jerry's Kids,
JFA,
Q and Not U,
La Düsseldorf,
The American Breed,
MDC,
Kerri Chandler,
Letta Mbulu,
Altered Images,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Terry Callier,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.