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 Thailand and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Scratch Acid,
Duran Duran,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
T. Rex,
Bronski Beat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wire,
Glenn Branca,
Davy DMX,
Hashim,
Ultra Naté,
Jeru the Damaja,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kerri Chandler,
Nik Kershaw,
Scion,
Vladislav Delay,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Swans,
Negative Approach,
Guru Guru,
Bobbi Humphrey,
K-Klass,
The Martian,
Derrick Morgan,
Zapp,
Blossom Toes,
Eric Dolphy,
Camouflage,
T.S.O.L.,
Roy Ayers,
The J.B.'s,
Popol Vuh,
The Cramps,
Mr. Review,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funkadelic,
Roxy Music,
The Blackbyrds,
Von Mondo,
MC5,
Babytalk,
Ornette Coleman,
Freddie Wadling,
Letta Mbulu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Moebius,
Lakeside,
The Doors,
Silicon Teens,
Ludus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Thompson Twins,
David Bowie,
The Offenders,
Jesper Dahlback,
Schoolly D,
Dennis Brown,
Rotary Connection,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.