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 Tuvalu and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator 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 The Dead C to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 United States of America. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Flash Fearless,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jeff Lynne,
Dual Sessions,
The Grass Roots,
Angry Samoans,
The Electric Prunes,
L. Decosne,
The Human League,
Tim Buckley,
Tommy Roe,
The Divine Comedy,
Ituana,
Massinfluence,
The Zeros,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eric Copeland,
Moebius,
Ice-T,
DJ Sneak,
The Skatalites,
Aaron Thompson,
Suicide,
Lucky Dragons,
Niagra,
Interpol,
Fluxion,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Steve Hackett,
Ken Boothe,
Newcleus,
Al Stewart,
Saccharine Trust,
Patti Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delta 5,
Marvin Gaye,
Deakin,
Fatback Band,
Gang Starr,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Terry Callier,
Gabor Szabo,
Reuben Wilson,
Young Marble Giants,
The Slackers,
Ossler,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Buckinghams,
The Techniques,
Panda Bear,
Robert Wyatt,
Moss Icon,
Warren Ellis,
Barrington Levy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jerry's Kids,
Index,
The Move,
Crooked Eye,
Morten Harket,
Symarip,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.