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 Guatemala and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Evens,
The Victims,
Unrelated Segments,
Cybotron,
Juan Atkins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quando Quango,
Mission of Burma,
Yazoo,
Mo-Dettes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kerri Chandler,
Slick Rick,
La Düsseldorf,
Hardrive,
Susan Cadogan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Görl,
Half Japanese,
Shuggie Otis,
Sound Behaviour,
Chris & Cosey,
Todd Terry,
Q65,
The Names,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Residents,
Stiv Bators,
The Busters,
Ohio Players,
Donald Byrd,
Grauzone,
Kurtis Blow,
Janne Schatter,
The Fall,
Eric Dolphy,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fuzztones,
James White and The Blacks,
LL Cool J,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bang On A Can,
B.T. Express,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Motions,
Charles Mingus,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Invisible,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Birthday Party,
Hasil Adkins,
The Techniques,
The Raincoats,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.