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 Korea South and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cluster to the jazz 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 Busters. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
the Slits,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
JFA,
Amon Düül,
The Pretty Things,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Intrusion,
Ronan,
Fat Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Theoretical Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Slave,
Laurel Aitken,
Liliput,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Chris Corsano,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alice Coltrane,
Nirvana,
The Fall,
48th St. Collective,
Ultimate Spinach,
Q and Not U,
The Durutti Column,
Yusef Lateef,
The Residents,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
MDC,
Echospace,
New Age Steppers,
Fluxion,
The Dead C,
The Gap Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Suburban Knight,
The Fire Engines,
Brand Nubian,
Trumans Water,
The Shadows of Knight,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Shuggie Otis,
Subhumans,
K-Klass,
The Monks,
Camouflage,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Swans,
Organ,
La Düsseldorf,
Bad Manners,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wire,
the Soft Cell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barry Ungar,
the Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.