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 Afghanistan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Goldenarms to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Audionom,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Wyatt,
The Smiths,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Hood,
The Remains,
H. Thieme,
Sister Nancy,
10cc,
Can,
Chris Corsano,
Stiv Bators,
the Soft Cell,
Mark Hollis,
Hot Snakes,
Television,
Kenny Larkin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Suicide,
Zapp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sarah Menescal,
Lyres,
Kerri Chandler,
Royal Trux,
Pole,
Basic Channel,
Barry Ungar,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fear,
The Cure,
Newcleus,
Don Cherry,
Dave Gahan,
Technova,
The Leaves,
Graham Central Station,
Joy Division,
The Fortunes,
Stereo Dub,
Curtis Mayfield,
Faust,
Jawbox,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Patti Smith,
Easy Going,
New Age Steppers,
Mandrill,
Marcia Griffiths,
Qualms,
Ultravox,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Albert Ayler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Associates,
Mr. Review,
Spoonie Gee,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.