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 Tajikistan and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
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 sitar 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 Danielle Patucci to the electroclash 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
ABBA,
Ludus,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Doors,
Can,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Red Krayola,
Depeche Mode,
Camouflage,
Skarface,
The Vogues,
Cluster,
Negative Approach,
Marcia Griffiths,
Morten Harket,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Al Stewart,
Fat Boys,
Eli Mardock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Roy Ayers,
The Saints,
Donald Byrd,
Rekid,
Bluetip,
Quando Quango,
Sight & Sound,
Gil Scott Heron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Underground Resistance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boredoms,
The Neon Judgement,
Rakim,
JFA,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fall,
Royal Trux,
Bill Wells,
Agitation Free,
Piero Umiliani,
Swans,
Josef K,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rod Modell,
In Retrospect,
Au Pairs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Moebius,
Joensuu 1685,
Pierre Henry,
Model 500,
The Golliwogs,
Dual Sessions,
Fluxion,
Silicon Teens,
Soft Machine,
Roxy Music,
Leonard Cohen,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.