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 Salvador.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Royal Family And The Poor 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
DJ Sneak,
Main Source,
Maurizio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New Order,
Danielle Patucci,
Amazonics,
Donny Hathaway,
Bad Manners,
Ken Boothe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Babytalk,
Rod Modell,
Supertramp,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
The Victims,
Lakeside,
The Red Krayola,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Residents,
L. Decosne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The J.B.'s,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rufus Thomas,
Au Pairs,
Moss Icon,
Robert Görl,
Patti Smith,
CMW,
Arthur Verocai,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Thee Headcoats,
Gregory Isaacs,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Slits,
Yaz,
Prince Buster,
Rapeman,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roy Ayers,
Roxette,
Malaria!,
Ornette Coleman,
Warren Ellis,
Todd Terry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Zero Boys,
Cecil Taylor,
The Smoke,
The American Breed,
June Days,
Cymande,
Silicon Teens,
Sällskapet,
Brass Construction,
Eddi Front,
The Gun Club,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.