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 Poland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ 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 Sparks to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Suicide,
Yellowson,
Dead Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
the Soft Cell,
Alice Coltrane,
Funkadelic,
Pere Ubu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Freddie Wadling,
The Residents,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fugazi,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
OOIOO,
Joey Negro,
Matthew Bourne,
Erykah Badu,
Jandek,
Slave,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Green,
Television,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harmonia,
June of 44,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Names,
China Crisis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Boredoms,
Second Layer,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pet Shop Boys,
R.M.O.,
Stockholm Monsters,
Siglo XX,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Human League,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Gories,
Whodini,
Section 25,
The Birthday Party,
The Black Dice,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joensuu 1685,
The Evens,
Procol Harum,
Au Pairs,
The Fortunes,
Lakeside,
Leonard Cohen,
Bush Tetras,
a-ha,
Das Ding,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.