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 Slovenia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron 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 Urselle to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pussy Galore,
Pere Ubu,
Stiv Bators,
The Mummies,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Blossom Toes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Livin' Joy,
Rekid,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Toasters,
Henry Cow,
The Seeds,
Sarah Menescal,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tears for Fears,
the Soft Cell,
Hasil Adkins,
New Order,
Clear Light,
Siglo XX,
Guru Guru,
The Modern Lovers,
Funky Four + One,
Half Japanese,
ABBA,
Jandek,
D'Angelo,
Altered Images,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Anthony Braxton,
Dark Day,
the Swans,
The Blues Magoos,
Lungfish,
Mo-Dettes,
Technova,
Suburban Knight,
The Residents,
Eric Copeland,
Essential Logic,
MC5,
FM Einheit,
The Velvet Underground,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jerry's Kids,
Harmonia,
Wally Richardson,
Brand Nubian,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Selecter,
Gabor Szabo,
David Bowie,
The Star Department,
Man Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marcia Griffiths,
Das Ding,
Tubeway Army,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.