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 Barbados and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 the Germs 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Minutemen,
Sällskapet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Sherman,
Royal Trux,
Echospace,
The Five Americans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skriet,
LL Cool J,
Cymande,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Funky Four + One,
Joy Division,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Hood,
Scott Walker,
Public Enemy,
John Holt,
Soulsonic Force,
The Busters,
Arcadia,
Archie Shepp,
Godley & Creme,
Kaleidoscope,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Siglo XX,
Scan 7,
The Pop Group,
Derrick Morgan,
John Cale,
Anthony Braxton,
the Swans,
Pole,
Tears for Fears,
Colin Newman,
Sun City Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Scientists,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kenny Larkin,
FM Einheit,
The Misunderstood,
Chris & Cosey,
Radiohead,
F. McDonald,
Isaac Hayes,
Joensuu 1685,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Darondo,
Fluxion,
Dark Day,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
L. Decosne,
Tommy Roe,
Y Pants,
Magma,
Iggy Pop,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.