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 Trinidad & Tobago 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mumbai.
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 mellotron 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 Jesper Dahlback to the funk 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Tom Boy,
Lou Reed,
Danielle Patucci,
The Skatalites,
Jawbox,
Depeche Mode,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nas,
Joyce Sims,
Bill Near,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
Rufus Thomas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brand Nubian,
Livin' Joy,
The Grass Roots,
Joe Smooth,
Peter and Kerry,
Howard Jones,
Jandek,
Absolute Body Control,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alison Limerick,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moebius,
OOIOO,
Susan Cadogan,
David McCallum,
Nik Kershaw,
Fluxion,
The Associates,
This Heat,
Lou Christie,
Black Moon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Oneida,
Circle Jerks,
The Birthday Party,
The Monochrome Set,
Josef K,
La Düsseldorf,
K-Klass,
Suburban Knight,
Con Funk Shun,
The Shadows of Knight,
Siglo XX,
John Lydon,
Metal Thangz,
Pulsallama,
Scientists,
Brass Construction,
Blake Baxter,
Fat Boys,
John Coltrane,
Yazoo,
Surgeon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.