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 Croatia and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Drexciya to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Essential Logic,
The Monochrome Set,
Accadde A,
the Human League,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alice Coltrane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Arab on Radar,
Ohio Players,
Hasil Adkins,
Sister Nancy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Joe Smooth,
Pierre Henry,
Trumans Water,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick May,
Symarip,
The Grass Roots,
Newcleus,
Quando Quango,
Mission of Burma,
Michelle Simonal,
The Pretty Things,
The Black Dice,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scratch Acid,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Tommy Roe,
8 Eyed Spy,
Anthony Braxton,
Archie Shepp,
Hot Snakes,
The Skatalites,
Black Sheep,
Scrapy,
Danielle Patucci,
David McCallum,
Byron Stingily,
Metal Thangz,
Roy Ayers,
E-Dancer,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Johnny Osbourne,
One Last Wish,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yellowson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mo-Dettes,
Unwound,
Saccharine Trust,
cv313,
48th St. Collective,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Pop Group,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.