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 Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Index,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Associates,
Steve Hackett,
The Cowsills,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tubeway Army,
Junior Murvin,
Jeff Mills,
Dorothy Ashby,
Surgeon,
Joy Division,
The Smiths,
Chrome,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Birthday Party,
Morten Harket,
10cc,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
John Holt,
A Flock of Seagulls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Saccharine Trust,
Michelle Simonal,
Fear,
F. McDonald,
Fela Kuti,
the Normal,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vainqueur,
Slick Rick,
The Vogues,
Althea and Donna,
Derrick Morgan,
Joe Finger,
The Modern Lovers,
Can,
the Germs,
Alice Coltrane,
Mad Mike,
Average White Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Eric Dolphy,
Jerry's Kids,
Bush Tetras,
The Gories,
Godley & Creme,
E-Dancer,
Kayak,
Unwound,
Trumans Water,
David Bowie,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fall,
Grauzone,
Fugazi,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.