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 Portugal and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 Black Dice to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '90s.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Trumans Water,
Symarip,
Simply Red,
Yazoo,
Quadrant,
The Skatalites,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun Ra,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobby Sherman,
The Residents,
Joyce Sims,
Kayak,
Loose Ends,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Model 500,
Fugazi,
Lindisfarne,
The Names,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eve St. Jones,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Flesh Eaters,
Patti Smith,
Inner City,
Lyres,
LL Cool J,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Idris Muhammad,
Ossler,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jandek,
Wally Richardson,
Chrome,
Godley & Creme,
The Velvet Underground,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soul II Soul,
B.T. Express,
Whodini,
Mandrill,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young,
Erykah Badu,
Essential Logic,
The Gap Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eric Copeland,
Pantytec,
Jesper Dahlback,
Talk Talk,
MDC,
Tom Boy,
Desert Stars,
Gang Gang Dance,
Underground Resistance,
Scan 7,
The Victims,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.