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 Kiribati and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet 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 Neu! to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Los Fastidios,
Lyres,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deadbeat,
Sam Rivers,
Drive Like Jehu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Godley & Creme,
Silicon Teens,
Eurythmics,
Cluster,
The Doors,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kool Moe Dee,
B.T. Express,
Severed Heads,
The Tremeloes,
Ohio Players,
The Cramps,
The Real Kids,
Skaos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-Ray Spex,
Lindisfarne,
ABBA,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Al Stewart,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Qualms,
Bob Dylan,
MC5,
Max Romeo,
Joe Smooth,
The Last Poets,
Newcleus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Whodini,
Cymande,
The Selecter,
Don Cherry,
The Golliwogs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Con Funk Shun,
The Pretty Things,
Television Personalities,
Deakin,
a-ha,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yusef Lateef,
Marc Almond,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.