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 Turkmenistan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 marimba 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
The Tremeloes,
Sparks,
ABC,
Youth Brigade,
Von Mondo,
The Monochrome Set,
Excepter,
Jandek,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Massinfluence,
Technova,
The Modern Lovers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tom Boy,
Joe Finger,
Graham Central Station,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Barracudas,
Boredoms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Althea and Donna,
Ten City,
Accadde A,
Wally Richardson,
Swans,
Henry Cow,
Oneida,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
David McCallum,
MDC,
Model 500,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Adolescents,
Delon & Dalcan,
Unwound,
Kenny Larkin,
The Happenings,
Juan Atkins,
U.S. Maple,
The Velvet Underground,
These Immortal Souls,
Minnie Riperton,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
Yellowson,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Germs,
Marvin Gaye,
Loose Ends,
E-Dancer,
Sonny Sharrock,
David Axelrod,
Don Cherry,
X-101,
The Doobie Brothers,
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.