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 Kazakhstan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Chris & Cosey to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Agitation Free,
Talk Talk,
Cluster,
Liliput,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Buzzcocks,
The Residents,
Alice Coltrane,
The Fall,
Stiv Bators,
DJ Style,
Skaos,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Schoolly D,
Charles Mingus,
Radiohead,
T.S.O.L.,
Slave,
These Immortal Souls,
Excepter,
Rosa Yemen,
Half Japanese,
Black Sheep,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Moby Grape,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Freddie Wadling,
Sandy B,
New Order,
The Durutti Column,
Essential Logic,
Gang of Four,
Outsiders,
The Associates,
Rekid,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Easy Going,
Avey Tare,
Deadbeat,
The Fuzztones,
Sonic Youth,
The Trojans,
Alison Limerick,
Surgeon,
Alton Ellis,
Piero Umiliani,
Main Source,
Patti Smith,
The Cowsills,
Sam Rivers,
The Monochrome Set,
Wings,
Magazine,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Bourne,
Simply Red,
The Fortunes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Laurel Aitken,
Barclay James Harvest,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.