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 Antigua and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
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 spring reverb 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 Make Up to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Pulsallama,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pole,
Skaos,
Infiniti,
Cybotron,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun Ra,
Scott Walker,
Barbara Tucker,
Stetsasonic,
Arab on Radar,
The Slackers,
Reagan Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Electric Prunes,
The Cure,
Severed Heads,
Fear,
Motorama,
Tears for Fears,
Sex Pistols,
Royal Trux,
The Slits,
The Monochrome Set,
Bootsy Collins,
Fela Kuti,
Bob Dylan,
Carl Craig,
Pylon,
Soulsonic Force,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang Green,
Peter & Gordon,
The Mummies,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scratch Acid,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Masters at Work,
Youth Brigade,
Letta Mbulu,
The Evens,
The Gap Band,
The Five Americans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
Chris Corsano,
Nico,
Moby Grape,
David Bowie,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.