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 Zimbabwe and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Grauzone 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Model 500,
Ultra Naté,
Pylon,
Marine Girls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Can,
Nirvana,
Cheater Slicks,
Archie Shepp,
Organ,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scrapy,
Prince Buster,
Magazine,
The Gories,
Dorothy Ashby,
These Immortal Souls,
U.S. Maple,
Bauhaus,
The Birthday Party,
48th St. Collective,
Blossom Toes,
Matthew Halsall,
Quantec,
David Bowie,
Piero Umiliani,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rekid,
Marshall Jefferson,
Panda Bear,
Smog,
the Slits,
The New Christs,
Quando Quango,
The Skatalites,
Jesper Dahlback,
Flash Fearless,
Pere Ubu,
Sällskapet,
Brick,
Lower 48,
The Count Five,
China Crisis,
Andrew Hill,
Guru Guru,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lucky Dragons,
Gang of Four,
The Velvet Underground,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Martian,
Crash Course in Science,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-101,
The Fall,
Fluxion,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cameo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Negative Approach,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.