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 Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Siglo XX,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brand Nubian,
Dual Sessions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thee Headcoats,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Easy Going,
Maurizio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alison Limerick,
Radio Birdman,
New Age Steppers,
Grauzone,
The Black Dice,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
Fela Kuti,
Mandrill,
Bush Tetras,
Maleditus Sound,
Arthur Verocai,
The Dave Clark Five,
Slick Rick,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scrapy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Max Romeo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Victims,
Black Pus,
Brick,
Depeche Mode,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eurythmics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Youth Brigade,
The Selecter,
T. Rex,
The Seeds,
Tears for Fears,
Hoover,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roger Hodgson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Moon,
Soft Cell,
Popol Vuh,
The Names,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Echo & the Bunnymen,
LL Cool J,
The Residents,
48th St. Collective,
John Holt,
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.