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 Taiwan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The New Christs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jeff Mills,
Howard Jones,
The Durutti Column,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Negative Approach,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bob Dylan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Spoonie Gee,
The Zeros,
The Cowsills,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Soft Cell,
Eurythmics,
Lakeside,
Byron Stingily,
The Gap Band,
Q and Not U,
Subhumans,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tears for Fears,
the Fania All-Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crispy Ambulance,
Morten Harket,
Mars,
Eric Dolphy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Starr,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Boredoms,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Basic Channel,
Johnny Clarke,
Amazonics,
Soul II Soul,
Newcleus,
Angry Samoans,
JFA,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Victims,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Monochrome Set,
ABC,
Rufus Thomas,
Alice Coltrane,
The Buckinghams,
Liliput,
Dorothy Ashby,
Talk Talk,
Moebius,
Gang Gang Dance,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Walker Brothers,
Iggy Pop,
The Smiths,
Amon Düül II,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scratch Acid,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.