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 Jordan and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Minnie Riperton to the rap 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pylon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Malaria!,
Blake Baxter,
Pole,
Sarah Menescal,
Jandek,
Black Pus,
Delta 5,
cv313,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric Copeland,
Chris & Cosey,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Todd Terry,
Johnny Clarke,
48th St. Collective,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Carl Craig,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fugs,
Harmonia,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Excepter,
Babytalk,
Pagans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Alton Ellis,
The Walker Brothers,
Camouflage,
The Leaves,
China Crisis,
Index,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Monochrome Set,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sex Pistols,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rhythm & Sound,
Talk Talk,
Second Layer,
Stetsasonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sight & Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Bar-Kays,
Negative Approach,
Hoover,
Oblivians,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Simply Red,
the Normal,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nas,
Joensuu 1685,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.