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 Czech Republic and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nils Olav to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
10cc,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fugs,
Scrapy,
Tubeway Army,
Pussy Galore,
Dave Gahan,
the Association,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gabor Szabo,
Janne Schatter,
Vladislav Delay,
Marc Almond,
Ornette Coleman,
Ten City,
Girls At Our Best!,
Erykah Badu,
the Human League,
Tears for Fears,
Blake Baxter,
FM Einheit,
Kas Product,
Black Pus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Saccharine Trust,
Second Layer,
Eric Dolphy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lungfish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Swell Maps,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tommy Roe,
The New Christs,
The Martian,
Joyce Sims,
Jandek,
Camberwell Now,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soulsonic Force,
U.S. Maple,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zero Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fortunes,
Bootsy Collins,
The Doors,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ossler,
Arthur Verocai,
Animal Collective,
Minny Pops,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Warsaw,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Angry Samoans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hoover,
Unrelated Segments,
The Buckinghams,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.