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 Georgia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Alphaville to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Mr. Review,
Fugazi,
The Tremeloes,
Robert Hood,
Dennis Brown,
Kurtis Blow,
Bang On A Can,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ponytail,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Patti Smith,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rufus Thomas,
The Residents,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Technova,
Monks,
Fatback Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ken Boothe,
Outsiders,
B.T. Express,
OOIOO,
Wasted Youth,
Mo-Dettes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Reed,
Intrusion,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fortunes,
the Sonics,
Second Layer,
The Misunderstood,
ABBA,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grey Daturas,
Funkadelic,
the Association,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Magma,
cv313,
Hasil Adkins,
Pere Ubu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Danielle Patucci,
Scott Walker,
Johnny Osbourne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Todd Terry,
Cal Tjader,
Brothers Johnson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Count Five,
Livin' Joy,
Marine Girls,
Von Mondo,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.