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 East Timor and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes 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 Duran Duran to the crunk 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lucky Dragons,
Steve Hackett,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joy Division,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dark Day,
Gong,
The Offenders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stetsasonic,
The Divine Comedy,
The Cramps,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dead Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
Joe Finger,
Kas Product,
Chris Corsano,
Ultravox,
DNA,
ABBA,
Amon Düül,
Ronnie Foster,
Blake Baxter,
Iggy Pop,
Swell Maps,
The Moleskins,
The Associates,
Scratch Acid,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
David Bowie,
the Normal,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Remains,
Buzzcocks,
Susan Cadogan,
Cymande,
Alphaville,
Agent Orange,
X-102,
Bill Wells,
The Fortunes,
The New Christs,
Black Pus,
Girls At Our Best!,
World's Most,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
a-ha,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sight & Sound,
Section 25,
Sam Rivers,
Carl Craig,
The Raincoats,
Visage,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tim Buckley,
Essential Logic,
Scion,
Jimmy McGriff,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.