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 Colombia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 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 Gang Starr to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
The Doors,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cymande,
Aural Exciters,
T.S.O.L.,
Accadde A,
Crash Course in Science,
Tomorrow,
Guru Guru,
The Slits,
Junior Murvin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eurythmics,
The Gladiators,
Dave Gahan,
The Divine Comedy,
Quantec,
Electric Prunes,
Laurel Aitken,
Surgeon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Alarm Clocks,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Desert Stars,
Fad Gadget,
Faust,
Delta 5,
Arthur Verocai,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bill Wells,
The Skatalites,
Shoche,
Kas Product,
Minor Threat,
Dark Day,
The Pop Group,
Neil Young,
Slick Rick,
One Last Wish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultra Naté,
Mad Mike,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sonic Youth,
Jandek,
Cameo,
The Golliwogs,
Hardrive,
The Stooges,
The Moleskins,
Nas,
The Sonics,
Eddi Front,
Sixth Finger,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.