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 Oman and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Robert Hood to the rock 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Schoolly D,
Soul II Soul,
Minny Pops,
H. Thieme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cecil Taylor,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Half Japanese,
LL Cool J,
Pussy Galore,
Silicon Teens,
Black Bananas,
Ultimate Spinach,
Donald Byrd,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Star Department,
Bronski Beat,
cv313,
A Certain Ratio,
The Sound,
Skaos,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter and Kerry,
Sugar Minott,
Eric Copeland,
MDC,
Qualms,
Kenny Larkin,
Warren Ellis,
Tubeway Army,
Television Personalities,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
These Immortal Souls,
Funkadelic,
The Modern Lovers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lyres,
Animal Collective,
Dual Sessions,
Bad Manners,
Lalann,
48th St. Collective,
Average White Band,
Joe Finger,
Spandau Ballet,
Hot Snakes,
Thee Headcoats,
The Vogues,
The Golliwogs,
Boz Scaggs,
The Gap Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cure,
Boredoms,
Public Enemy,
The Mojo Men,
Graham Central Station,
Malaria!,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.