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 Singapore and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Marc Almond to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Sun Ra,
X-Ray Spex,
the Sonics,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Human League,
World's Most,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jandek,
The Martian,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Grass Roots,
Rosa Yemen,
Von Mondo,
D'Angelo,
Supertramp,
The Golliwogs,
Sonic Youth,
Unrelated Segments,
Flamin' Groovies,
Agent Orange,
Kaleidoscope,
Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Basic Channel,
Rakim,
Subhumans,
Minny Pops,
Glambeats Corp.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alton Ellis,
Soft Cell,
Albert Ayler,
The Star Department,
KRS-One,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Walker Brothers,
the Germs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Standells,
Erasure,
X-101,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Bananas,
Hot Snakes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Buckinghams,
New Age Steppers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barclay James Harvest,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Remains,
Funky Four + One,
The Mojo Men,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Make Up,
FM Einheit,
Blancmange,
LL Cool J,
Peter and Kerry,
Lightning Bolt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.