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 Malta and from Halifax.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Donald Fagen 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 Amon Düül to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Moss Icon,
Aswad,
Barrington Levy,
D'Angelo,
Moebius,
Bobby Byrd,
Mars,
The Gun Club,
Neil Young,
Eli Mardock,
Max Romeo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Human League,
The Slackers,
Massinfluence,
Agent Orange,
June Days,
The Monochrome Set,
R.M.O.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultra Naté,
Lakeside,
Chrome,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Fraelich,
Tomorrow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jimmy McGriff,
Darondo,
Accadde A,
Saccharine Trust,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fuzztones,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Görl,
Danielle Patucci,
Scratch Acid,
Blancmange,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare,
Anakelly,
The Invisible,
Alison Limerick,
Laurel Aitken,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Desert Stars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bob Dylan,
kango's stein massive,
Bauhaus,
Organ,
The Tremeloes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Das Ding,
Camouflage,
Isaac Hayes,
The Neon Judgement,
Thompson Twins,
MC5,
Sound Behaviour,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.