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 Korea South and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Portland.
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 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 Saccharine Trust to the funk 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Con Funk Shun,
The Techniques,
Cal Tjader,
The Pretty Things,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Cell,
Jeff Mills,
MC5,
Y Pants,
Deepchord,
F. McDonald,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Main Source,
Das Ding,
T. Rex,
Rufus Thomas,
Soft Machine,
Zero Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Blossom Toes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pulsallama,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Count Five,
Cecil Taylor,
Bob Dylan,
Niagra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
kango's stein massive,
Little Man,
Pussy Galore,
Shuggie Otis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Black Flag,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Buckinghams,
Brick,
Young Marble Giants,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dead Boys,
Dark Day,
Second Layer,
Robert Görl,
Eden Ahbez,
Crime,
Groovy Waters,
D'Angelo,
The Music Machine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Quadrant,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Bauhaus,
Neil Young,
Whodini,
Stereo Dub,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.