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 South Africa and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro 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 Rosa Yemen to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Mantronix,
Eurythmics,
ABBA,
Cluster,
L. Decosne,
New Order,
Motorama,
Barrington Levy,
Circle Jerks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rakim,
David Bowie,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The J.B.'s,
Godley & Creme,
Moss Icon,
Moby Grape,
Girls At Our Best!,
The New Christs,
The Seeds,
This Heat,
World's Most,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Neil Young,
OOIOO,
Black Flag,
Groovy Waters,
Harmonia,
Wally Richardson,
Jacques Brel,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Monks,
Excepter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wings,
Pet Shop Boys,
Little Man,
Essential Logic,
Severed Heads,
Josef K,
The Last Poets,
Shuggie Otis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
KRS-One,
Boredoms,
Babytalk,
Robert Görl,
Wire,
June Days,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lakeside,
Tres Demented,
Reagan Youth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.