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 Uganda and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare 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 Banda Bassotti to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum 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 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Sonics,
Pantaleimon,
Japan,
Graham Central Station,
Eddi Front,
MC5,
Pussy Galore,
Qualms,
Lower 48,
the Soft Cell,
John Foxx,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ossler,
The Modern Lovers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alphaville,
the Human League,
Section 25,
Amon Düül,
Bobby Womack,
B.T. Express,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gichy Dan,
Moebius,
Rapeman,
Fluxion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Babytalk,
The Cramps,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scion,
Sex Pistols,
MDC,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joey Negro,
Desert Stars,
Inner City,
Amon Düül II,
Easy Going,
Aural Exciters,
Kenny Larkin,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fugs,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Remains,
The Mojo Men,
Trumans Water,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The J.B.'s,
Faust,
Surgeon,
The Cure,
Idris Muhammad,
The Raincoats,
The Selecter,
Tom Boy,
The Doors,
Jeff Mills,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.