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 Iran and from London.
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 Copenhagen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 New Order to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Sister Nancy,
Thee Headcoats,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nirvana,
Livin' Joy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mr. Review,
Minor Threat,
the Swans,
Oblivians,
The Tremeloes,
The Durutti Column,
Schoolly D,
Duran Duran,
The Invisible,
Monolake,
China Crisis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
La Düsseldorf,
Animal Collective,
Q65,
the Soft Cell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barry Ungar,
The Martian,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Khruangbin,
FM Einheit,
David McCallum,
Susan Cadogan,
Wally Richardson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Goldenarms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joe Finger,
Matthew Bourne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Beasts of Bourbon,
Josef K,
Amon Düül II,
Boredoms,
Iggy Pop,
Stockholm Monsters,
Porter Ricks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skaos,
Lalo Schifrin,
Delta 5,
Bluetip,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Starr,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Christie,
R.M.O.,
Sandy B,
Kenny Larkin,
Soul II Soul,
The Trojans,
Barbara Tucker,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.