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 Niger and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Minnie Riperton to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Reed,
Shoche,
Technova,
Scratch Acid,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Monolake,
Jimmy McGriff,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Index,
Black Bananas,
Ultravox,
H. Thieme,
ABBA,
Alison Limerick,
The Invisible,
Soft Machine,
The Blackbyrds,
Index,
The Neon Judgement,
Quadrant,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bad Manners,
Harry Pussy,
Chris Corsano,
Public Enemy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Negative Approach,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gun Club,
Quantec,
Wally Richardson,
Pantaleimon,
Country Teasers,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Gladiators,
Sexual Harrassment,
Whodini,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Model 500,
Hot Snakes,
Sixth Finger,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Anakelly,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Names,
Mr. Review,
The Slackers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Subhumans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Residents,
Schoolly D,
Arcadia,
Godley & Creme,
The Human League,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.