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 Sweden and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Basic Channel 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T. Rex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pole,
Chris Corsano,
Minny Pops,
The Trojans,
Michelle Simonal,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soul II Soul,
Boz Scaggs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kenny Larkin,
Faust,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crooked Eye,
OOIOO,
Unrelated Segments,
Graham Central Station,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Pus,
Ronnie Foster,
Bang On A Can,
Colin Newman,
Duran Duran,
Negative Approach,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jerry's Kids,
Davy DMX,
Marc Almond,
Rites of Spring,
Mo-Dettes,
Funkadelic,
Audionom,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Byron Stingily,
The Knickerbockers,
Sam Rivers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nils Olav,
The Fire Engines,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Red Krayola,
The Gap Band,
Patti Smith,
Black Moon,
Eric Copeland,
Moebius,
Tres Demented,
Steve Hackett,
Sarah Menescal,
Throbbing Gristle,
Faraquet,
Nation of Ulysses,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Wyatt,
Lower 48,
Kaleidoscope,
Godley & Creme,
Hashim,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.