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 Ethiopia and from Lagos.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 arpeggiator 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 Animal Collective to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Skarface,
X-102,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Warren Ellis,
Mars,
Zero Boys,
The Cramps,
The J.B.'s,
JFA,
X-101,
The Evens,
Scratch Acid,
MC5,
Duran Duran,
The Tremeloes,
In Retrospect,
Stetsasonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
CMW,
Man Eating Sloth,
Monks,
Skaos,
The Knickerbockers,
La Düsseldorf,
Shuggie Otis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fugazi,
Nico,
Susan Cadogan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Spandau Ballet,
Accadde A,
Kenny Larkin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Trumans Water,
Todd Rundgren,
June Days,
Unrelated Segments,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swans,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mantronix,
The Standells,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kerrie Biddell,
Flash Fearless,
Ken Boothe,
Lyres,
Black Moon,
The Barracudas,
June of 44,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dawn Penn,
Robert Hood,
Ultravox,
ABBA,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.