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 Marshall Islands and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Ronan to the crunk 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Crime,
Peter & Gordon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Arcadia,
Neu!,
Bronski Beat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sexual Harrassment,
F. McDonald,
Pantytec,
Lungfish,
Delon & Dalcan,
David McCallum,
Camberwell Now,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Donny Hathaway,
Underground Resistance,
Television Personalities,
The Associates,
Sparks,
Hoover,
Nik Kershaw,
Ice-T,
The Flesh Eaters,
Little Man,
Eric Copeland,
Rufus Thomas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Swans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Deadbeat,
Echospace,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
X-101,
Pole,
Wings,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sugar Minott,
Gil Scott Heron,
Blake Baxter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Aural Exciters,
Lightning Bolt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tomorrow,
Adolescents,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nation of Ulysses,
Flipper,
The Pop Group,
The Misunderstood,
Oneida,
Boredoms,
Average White Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Don Cherry,
Janne Schatter,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.