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 Cyprus and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Von Mondo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
Echospace,
Icehouse,
Au Pairs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sun City Girls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nik Kershaw,
Rakim,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tom Boy,
Loose Ends,
Tres Demented,
The Music Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Chris Corsano,
Warsaw,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gichy Dan,
Moebius,
Clear Light,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dennis Brown,
Q and Not U,
Absolute Body Control,
June of 44,
Pere Ubu,
Robert Hood,
Terrestrial Tones,
Parry Music,
Sight & Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soulsonic Force,
Harpers Bizarre,
Zapp,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
These Immortal Souls,
JFA,
Das Ding,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultra Naté,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Darondo,
David Bowie,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Josef K,
Alison Limerick,
The J.B.'s,
Bauhaus,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Byrd,
Hasil Adkins,
Ponytail,
Excepter,
the Human League,
Can,
The Leaves,
Index,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.