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 Grenada and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Terrestrial Tones to the crunk 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Buzzcocks,
Q65,
Aloha Tigers,
Lower 48,
The Standells,
Jeff Mills,
MC5,
Eddi Front,
Yellowson,
Y Pants,
Flash Fearless,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Index,
Symarip,
Pierre Henry,
Bill Near,
Subhumans,
DJ Sneak,
Erasure,
Marc Almond,
John Holt,
Soulsonic Force,
Skarface,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
This Heat,
Roy Ayers,
The Last Poets,
Soul II Soul,
Moebius,
kango's stein massive,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Suburban Knight,
the Germs,
The Neon Judgement,
The Techniques,
D'Angelo,
Sound Behaviour,
Jandek,
T.S.O.L.,
Malaria!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swell Maps,
Depeche Mode,
Fat Boys,
Pussy Galore,
Joyce Sims,
The Knickerbockers,
The New Christs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang Starr,
The Skatalites,
Sugar Minott,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Slave,
Outsiders,
The Offenders,
PIL,
Tres Demented,
Sun City Girls,
Banda Bassotti,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.