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 Philippines and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Easy Going to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci 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?
Visage,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Byrd,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Smog,
Tommy Roe,
R.M.O.,
Eric Copeland,
Donald Byrd,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Agent Orange,
Skaos,
Jawbox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Goldenarms,
Roy Ayers,
Masters at Work,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hoover,
The Pop Group,
Rod Modell,
Lower 48,
Davy DMX,
Magazine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Agitation Free,
The Searchers,
Hardrive,
Arthur Verocai,
The Shadows of Knight,
Average White Band,
Joy Division,
Jeff Mills,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nico,
Grey Daturas,
the Association,
The Music Machine,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sex Pistols,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dennis Brown,
The J.B.'s,
Sun City Girls,
The Offenders,
Cal Tjader,
Jacques Brel,
Idris Muhammad,
Dawn Penn,
Mars,
Laurel Aitken,
Y Pants,
Bootsy Collins,
Banda Bassotti,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sällskapet,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.