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 Palau and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin 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 Pere Ubu to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Rotary Connection,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Divine Comedy,
Freddie Wadling,
Danielle Patucci,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Red Krayola,
the Normal,
Anakelly,
Robert Wyatt,
Bluetip,
The American Breed,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Pus,
Zero Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fear,
Minny Pops,
Nas,
The Durutti Column,
Ice-T,
Dennis Brown,
ABC,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ponytail,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Whodini,
Peter & Gordon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dave Gahan,
DNA,
Alice Coltrane,
The Tremeloes,
The Fuzztones,
The Remains,
Moebius,
Boredoms,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Massinfluence,
Charles Mingus,
10cc,
Essential Logic,
The Monochrome Set,
Don Cherry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bootsy Collins,
K-Klass,
The Gladiators,
The Moody Blues,
Tom Boy,
Porter Ricks,
Royal Trux,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fire Engines,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris & Cosey,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roy Ayers,
Underground Resistance,
Ornette Coleman,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.