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 Madagascar and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Halifax.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Jerry's Kids to the rock 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeff Lynne,
Agitation Free,
EPMD,
Nils Olav,
Roger Hodgson,
Urselle,
Yusef Lateef,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Cell,
Drexciya,
Arthur Verocai,
Chrome,
Eddi Front,
Accadde A,
Black Bananas,
The Red Krayola,
Brass Construction,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camouflage,
Rapeman,
Oneida,
Suicide,
Surgeon,
Man Parrish,
Newcleus,
Vladislav Delay,
Jeff Mills,
Cameo,
Hashim,
Delta 5,
Main Source,
The Walker Brothers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nick Fraelich,
Harpers Bizarre,
Darondo,
The Tremeloes,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Funky Four + One,
Fugazi,
Arcadia,
The Remains,
Laurel Aitken,
La Düsseldorf,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cecil Taylor,
Das Ding,
Marvin Gaye,
Echospace,
Neu!,
Au Pairs,
Icehouse,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.