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 Philippines and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer 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 Marmalade to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Pantaleimon,
Little Man,
Barbara Tucker,
Soul Sonic Force,
CMW,
H. Thieme,
Pierre Henry,
Joensuu 1685,
Fear,
The Invisible,
F. McDonald,
The Index,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Copeland,
Main Source,
Matthew Bourne,
Kaleidoscope,
Mantronix,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Oblivians,
Nick Fraelich,
Joy Division,
the Sonics,
Nils Olav,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tubeway Army,
The Slackers,
Depeche Mode,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Amon Düül,
KRS-One,
Agent Orange,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Q65,
Soft Machine,
Model 500,
Symarip,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Junior Murvin,
Roxette,
Rekid,
The Black Dice,
Barry Ungar,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Raincoats,
Qualms,
Deakin,
Q and Not U,
Gabor Szabo,
The Angels of Light,
Groovy Waters,
Porter Ricks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
China Crisis,
Banda Bassotti,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Television Personalities,
Marmalade,
Lee Hazlewood,
Todd Rundgren,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.