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 Romania and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nick Fraelich to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ludus,
Jawbox,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fad Gadget,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dead Boys,
Idris Muhammad,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Parry Music,
Robert Görl,
The Zeros,
Cymande,
Yellowson,
Khruangbin,
Talk Talk,
Popol Vuh,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Bananas,
Jacques Brel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Susan Cadogan,
Avey Tare,
Radiopuhelimet,
Zapp,
The Human League,
the Swans,
Sandy B,
James White and The Blacks,
La Düsseldorf,
Althea and Donna,
Bill Near,
Todd Rundgren,
Negative Approach,
Jandek,
Siglo XX,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
OOIOO,
Camberwell Now,
Skriet,
Sällskapet,
The Shadows of Knight,
New Order,
Piero Umiliani,
Lalann,
Moby Grape,
Technova,
Livin' Joy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Pus,
The Offenders,
Aural Exciters,
The Misunderstood,
Index,
Alice Coltrane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.