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 Niger and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the theremin 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 Moss Icon 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Janne Schatter,
H. Thieme,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
CMW,
Electric Prunes,
Reuben Wilson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Laurel Aitken,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The United States of America,
Ten City,
Skarface,
U.S. Maple,
Surgeon,
The Motions,
Danielle Patucci,
Ken Boothe,
Jandek,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Neu!,
Jacques Brel,
Animal Collective,
Pagans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang of Four,
the Association,
Morten Harket,
John Foxx,
The Cure,
Cal Tjader,
Television,
Rekid,
Icehouse,
Altered Images,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wings,
Magma,
Shoche,
KRS-One,
Tubeway Army,
Radiohead,
Scratch Acid,
Hoover,
Fluxion,
Rhythm & Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
Circle Jerks,
Brand Nubian,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
a-ha,
Joyce Sims,
Spoonie Gee,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alison Limerick,
A Certain Ratio,
Bad Manners,
R.M.O.,
Simply Red,
Warsaw,
Mantronix,
Nick Fraelich,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.