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 Malaysia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the grunge 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Harmonia,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Siglo XX,
Pere Ubu,
Joy Division,
Kas Product,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
cv313,
Gang Green,
The Dirtbombs,
Bad Manners,
Morten Harket,
Mo-Dettes,
The Associates,
One Last Wish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mary Jane Girls,
Grauzone,
The Blues Magoos,
Aswad,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bronski Beat,
Amon Düül,
the Soft Cell,
Skaos,
Simply Red,
Absolute Body Control,
Matthew Halsall,
Minnie Riperton,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dawn Penn,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kerri Chandler,
Essential Logic,
Todd Rundgren,
The Happenings,
Aaron Thompson,
Bauhaus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lakeside,
The Velvet Underground,
Cecil Taylor,
Agitation Free,
Easy Going,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Grass Roots,
Joyce Sims,
Tres Demented,
Camberwell Now,
Newcleus,
Rosa Yemen,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Derrick Morgan,
The Doors,
ABC,
Mad Mike,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.