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 Chile and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare 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 Kaleidoscope to the techno 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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
K-Klass,
Delta 5,
Iggy Pop,
The Golliwogs,
Arthur Verocai,
Joe Finger,
FM Einheit,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Count Five,
Von Mondo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Andrew Hill,
Brass Construction,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Holt,
The Knickerbockers,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Sherman,
The J.B.'s,
Sex Pistols,
Technova,
Sound Behaviour,
DJ Style,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gabor Szabo,
The Real Kids,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Clarke,
Panda Bear,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Skriet,
Tears for Fears,
Dennis Brown,
The Mojo Men,
MDC,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Searchers,
Echospace,
The Blues Magoos,
Slave,
The Flesh Eaters,
ABBA,
Bang On A Can,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scan 7,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Spandau Ballet,
Gichy Dan,
Eurythmics,
Nirvana,
June Days,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
World's Most,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fatback Band,
Fluxion,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.