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 Micronesia and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
David Bowie,
Fear,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Derrick May,
Toni Rubio,
Moebius,
Mandrill,
Tim Buckley,
Colin Newman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sex Pistols,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Delta 5,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kerri Chandler,
F. McDonald,
Donny Hathaway,
Warsaw,
The Monks,
Theoretical Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Curtis Mayfield,
Warren Ellis,
Second Layer,
Hashim,
Easy Going,
Slick Rick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sister Nancy,
Monks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Moleskins,
Rakim,
a-ha,
Quantec,
John Lydon,
Con Funk Shun,
Lightning Bolt,
Soft Cell,
June Days,
The Music Machine,
Deakin,
Robert Wyatt,
Michelle Simonal,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anakelly,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Slackers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Traffic Nightmare,
Derrick Morgan,
Surgeon,
Nick Fraelich,
Rufus Thomas,
Tubeway Army,
Essential Logic,
Altered Images,
Terrestrial Tones,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.