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 Slovakia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Harmonia to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
T.S.O.L.,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cure,
Jeff Lynne,
Subhumans,
The Walker Brothers,
China Crisis,
The Sonics,
Cheater Slicks,
Kaleidoscope,
Scientists,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Skatalites,
The Associates,
Wally Richardson,
Amazonics,
Dark Day,
Essential Logic,
Jacob Miller,
The Fugs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fela Kuti,
Suburban Knight,
The Zeros,
Qualms,
Ultra Naté,
Newcleus,
The Saints,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Flag,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fire Engines,
FM Einheit,
The Star Department,
Simply Red,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Henry Cow,
Groovy Waters,
Procol Harum,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Golliwogs,
The Tremeloes,
EPMD,
Sight & Sound,
In Retrospect,
Drive Like Jehu,
Depeche Mode,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visage,
Rhythm & Sound,
The United States of America,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Steve Hackett,
Q and Not U,
Pagans,
Cecil Taylor,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.