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 Guyana and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Grauzone to the grunge 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Circle Jerks,
Kaleidoscope,
The Index,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roxy Music,
Toni Rubio,
DJ Style,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Minnie Riperton,
The Busters,
Robert Görl,
The Sisters of Mercy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mandrill,
Jeff Mills,
Arab on Radar,
OOIOO,
The Remains,
The Mojo Men,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Franke,
Crooked Eye,
Piero Umiliani,
Anthony Braxton,
Nils Olav,
Monolake,
Barrington Levy,
Reuben Wilson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wings,
Drexciya,
Lightning Bolt,
Y Pants,
John Lydon,
Accadde A,
Todd Terry,
Gichy Dan,
Absolute Body Control,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Cale,
Ten City,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Howard Jones,
Pantaleimon,
The Beau Brummels,
The Mummies,
cv313,
Sister Nancy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Patti Smith,
The Cowsills,
Robert Wyatt,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eve St. Jones,
John Holt,
The Tremeloes,
Babytalk,
Infiniti,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ralphi Rosario,
Audionom,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.