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 Guinea and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jandek to the electroclash 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Babytalk,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Index,
Neu!,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chris Corsano,
Deepchord,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
U.S. Maple,
Wolf Eyes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Görl,
Lower 48,
Nik Kershaw,
10cc,
Grauzone,
Roxette,
Pantaleimon,
Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rakim,
Make Up,
Pole,
The Invisible,
Man Parrish,
The Smiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Loose Ends,
Jeff Lynne,
Altered Images,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Stiv Bators,
Eve St. Jones,
Section 25,
Sight & Sound,
Derrick May,
Minutemen,
Barbara Tucker,
Junior Murvin,
Boredoms,
Theoretical Girls,
Scan 7,
Heaven 17,
Lalann,
Saccharine Trust,
Moebius,
Fluxion,
The Gun Club,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joe Smooth,
The Birthday Party,
the Association,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Royal Trux,
John Foxx,
Todd Terry,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.