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 Namibia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 oboe 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 Nico to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Erasure,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Moebius,
The Saints,
Country Teasers,
The Monochrome Set,
Bob Dylan,
Dennis Brown,
Harmonia,
Fear,
DJ Style,
The Blackbyrds,
The Litter,
Carl Craig,
The Tremeloes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Radiohead,
Traffic Nightmare,
Von Mondo,
Motorama,
Leonard Cohen,
Kaleidoscope,
Blancmange,
Alice Coltrane,
Jimmy McGriff,
Second Layer,
The Beau Brummels,
China Crisis,
Model 500,
The Fortunes,
The Misunderstood,
Eli Mardock,
The Barracudas,
Q and Not U,
Nico,
The Slackers,
Cluster,
The Vogues,
Lebanon Hanover,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nik Kershaw,
John Cale,
Charles Mingus,
Tim Buckley,
Visage,
H. Thieme,
T.S.O.L.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Altered Images,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Leaves,
Laurel Aitken,
The Grass Roots,
The Happenings,
The Modern Lovers,
Lucky Dragons,
48th St. Collective,
Dual Sessions,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.