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 Andorra and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Basic Channel to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Avey Tare,
Morten Harket,
Ohio Players,
Dawn Penn,
Bush Tetras,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Babytalk,
Aswad,
The Monochrome Set,
The Misunderstood,
Faust,
Altered Images,
Michelle Simonal,
Chris Corsano,
Todd Terry,
The Remains,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DNA,
John Cale,
The Smoke,
Moebius,
Cluster,
Model 500,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Victims,
Derrick May,
KRS-One,
the Germs,
Amazonics,
ABC,
Intrusion,
Joe Smooth,
The Fuzztones,
The Gories,
Eddi Front,
Tres Demented,
Franke,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flash Fearless,
The Stooges,
Susan Cadogan,
Popol Vuh,
Skriet,
Metal Thangz,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Velvet Underground,
Dark Day,
Toni Rubio,
The Associates,
Interpol,
Underground Resistance,
Accadde A,
Ituana,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soft Cell,
Althea and Donna,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.