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 the UAE and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe 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 The Fire Engines 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
CMW,
Joe Finger,
Lalann,
Kerri Chandler,
Cameo,
Masters at Work,
Erasure,
Ultra Naté,
Bauhaus,
Janne Schatter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Althea and Donna,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fire Engines,
The Associates,
Aswad,
Youth Brigade,
Skaos,
Drexciya,
Morten Harket,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Flamin' Groovies,
Radiopuhelimet,
Con Funk Shun,
Jeru the Damaja,
Buzzcocks,
The Barracudas,
Radio Birdman,
Cymande,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tomorrow,
Pantaleimon,
Soft Machine,
Essential Logic,
Eurythmics,
Sugar Minott,
The Kinks,
The Birthday Party,
Urselle,
Letta Mbulu,
A Certain Ratio,
Chris & Cosey,
FM Einheit,
Vladislav Delay,
The J.B.'s,
The Neon Judgement,
Joensuu 1685,
Mission of Burma,
Colin Newman,
Scratch Acid,
The Techniques,
the Soft Cell,
Scion,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kas Product,
Nico,
Anthony Braxton,
Nick Fraelich,
The Searchers,
a-ha,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.