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 Montenegro and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Warsaw to the grime 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
The Grass Roots,
Ultra Naté,
The Raincoats,
Dark Day,
The Saints,
Altered Images,
Joy Division,
Radio Birdman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scott Walker,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soul II Soul,
Negative Approach,
Warren Ellis,
Symarip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fall,
Fela Kuti,
Qualms,
Bob Dylan,
The Neon Judgement,
The Searchers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Young Marble Giants,
Wings,
In Retrospect,
Cybotron,
Aaron Thompson,
The Busters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
AZ,
K-Klass,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Basic Channel,
the Bar-Kays,
Bang On A Can,
Simply Red,
Echospace,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sixth Finger,
Boredoms,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Matthew Bourne,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Arcadia,
Dennis Brown,
Lalo Schifrin,
Colin Newman,
Morten Harket,
The Count Five,
Stereo Dub,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
New Order,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.