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 United States and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Heaven 17 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Loose Ends,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
U.S. Maple,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lightning Bolt,
The Young Rascals,
Alton Ellis,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeff Mills,
the Bar-Kays,
These Immortal Souls,
Mantronix,
The Fortunes,
kango's stein massive,
Stiv Bators,
Sixth Finger,
F. McDonald,
Liliput,
Infiniti,
Fear,
The Motions,
Depeche Mode,
Q65,
Hasil Adkins,
Joey Negro,
Joe Finger,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minnie Riperton,
Rotary Connection,
Minor Threat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter & Gordon,
The J.B.'s,
Amazonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bluetip,
Ten City,
Fela Kuti,
Monolake,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sugar Minott,
Sound Behaviour,
Barbara Tucker,
Sam Rivers,
Rufus Thomas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Essential Logic,
The Vogues,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Roxette,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bush Tetras,
Moss Icon,
The Cure,
The Toasters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Red Krayola,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mark Hollis,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.