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 Bulgaria and from New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord 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 Pulsallama to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Flamin' Groovies,
Q and Not U,
Lakeside,
Moby Grape,
Saccharine Trust,
Deadbeat,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Swans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Interpol,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Qualms,
Electric Prunes,
Darondo,
PIL,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Donald Byrd,
The Misunderstood,
Funky Four + One,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minutemen,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sparks,
Danielle Patucci,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jacob Miller,
Dual Sessions,
Tubeway Army,
The Offenders,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dark Day,
Robert Görl,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tears for Fears,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Japan,
Warren Ellis,
Outsiders,
Janne Schatter,
Albert Ayler,
UT,
Aaron Thompson,
Joe Smooth,
The United States of America,
Y Pants,
Fugazi,
Josef K,
Boredoms,
Radiopuhelimet,
Oblivians,
Eric B and Rakim,
FM Einheit,
Bronski Beat,
Nico,
The Slackers,
The Sound,
Davy DMX,
Stockholm Monsters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rakim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.