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 Bangladesh and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator 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 Detroit Cobras to the techno 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television,
Deadbeat,
Depeche Mode,
Bill Wells,
Skriet,
Peter & Gordon,
The Toasters,
The Neon Judgement,
Rekid,
Loose Ends,
Blancmange,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Youth Brigade,
Unrelated Segments,
Sarah Menescal,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Heaven 17,
The Martian,
Crispy Ambulance,
Japan,
the Slits,
The Knickerbockers,
Aaron Thompson,
DJ Sneak,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Wake,
10cc,
Little Man,
Underground Resistance,
Vladislav Delay,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eric Copeland,
Make Up,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spandau Ballet,
ABBA,
Spoonie Gee,
Hot Snakes,
Ituana,
Michelle Simonal,
Skarface,
James White and The Blacks,
The Leaves,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nirvana,
Main Source,
Ohio Players,
Dawn Penn,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Idris Muhammad,
DJ Style,
The Fall,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Excepter,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Wyatt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rakim,
Franke,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.