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 Bhutan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 Basic Channel to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Kas Product,
Maleditus Sound,
Marvin Gaye,
Skarface,
Bluetip,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dave Gahan,
Mantronix,
Goldenarms,
The Remains,
Shuggie Otis,
Nirvana,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Flash Fearless,
Saccharine Trust,
Country Teasers,
Morten Harket,
Cameo,
Gil Scott Heron,
Steve Hackett,
Schoolly D,
Gabor Szabo,
Josef K,
E-Dancer,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Interpol,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Count Five,
Barbara Tucker,
Erykah Badu,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Toni Rubio,
The Electric Prunes,
The Stooges,
Half Japanese,
The Divine Comedy,
The Blues Magoos,
Aloha Tigers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Charles Mingus,
Index,
ABC,
Fifty Foot Hose,
KRS-One,
The Invisible,
Angry Samoans,
The Gun Club,
Rekid,
Wolf Eyes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kerrie Biddell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DNA,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Derrick May,
Basic Channel,
Shoche,
T.S.O.L.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.