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 Algeria and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
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 snare 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 Stereo Dub to the electroclash 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Bobby Byrd,
Little Man,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Knickerbockers,
Tommy Roe,
The Young Rascals,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nick Fraelich,
Minnie Riperton,
Dual Sessions,
Iggy Pop,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Groovy Waters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Liliput,
Robert Wyatt,
Guru Guru,
Unrelated Segments,
The Slits,
Mad Mike,
Interpol,
Colin Newman,
F. McDonald,
The Barracudas,
Japan,
Ituana,
The Music Machine,
Ornette Coleman,
the Swans,
Lee Hazlewood,
kango's stein massive,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lyres,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Suicide,
Bill Wells,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Gun Club,
DJ Style,
Gichy Dan,
Pulsallama,
Barrington Levy,
Quando Quango,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tubeway Army,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ten City,
Tomorrow,
Lungfish,
the Slits,
The Moody Blues,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Germs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eric B and Rakim,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.