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 Taiwan and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 rap 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kas Product,
Chrome,
FM Einheit,
Jawbox,
Bob Dylan,
Monolake,
Monks,
The Detroit Cobras,
Archie Shepp,
Second Layer,
Ice-T,
Mission of Burma,
UT,
Groovy Waters,
The Invisible,
Curtis Mayfield,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tim Buckley,
Flash Fearless,
The Gladiators,
Ossler,
Popol Vuh,
Mars,
Oblivians,
H. Thieme,
Minnie Riperton,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scrapy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Susan Cadogan,
David McCallum,
Amon Düül II,
The Gap Band,
The Techniques,
the Human League,
Fat Boys,
Hashim,
Rekid,
Masters at Work,
Fear,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lalo Schifrin,
MDC,
Stereo Dub,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sällskapet,
Black Flag,
Grey Daturas,
Funky Four + One,
the Normal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Wells,
Don Cherry,
Siglo XX,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.