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 Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Depeche Mode to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras 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 crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Moebius,
Index,
DJ Sneak,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Birthday Party,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Morten Harket,
Aural Exciters,
The Modern Lovers,
Bill Wells,
Rufus Thomas,
Brand Nubian,
Masters at Work,
Ken Boothe,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Amon Düül II,
Inner City,
Desert Stars,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick Morgan,
48th St. Collective,
Goldenarms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Talk Talk,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jacques Brel,
Model 500,
John Cale,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dennis Brown,
The Motions,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Human League,
Bob Dylan,
Magazine,
Fat Boys,
Basic Channel,
The Saints,
The Slackers,
The Black Dice,
The Smiths,
Boredoms,
Excepter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terry Callier,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Swans,
Fad Gadget,
the Association,
Intrusion,
Jeru the Damaja,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joyce Sims,
Circle Jerks,
The Martian,
L. Decosne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.