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 Seychelles 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lyon.
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 snare 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 EPMD to the techno 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
cv313,
Dennis Brown,
Television Personalities,
T.S.O.L.,
Sun Ra,
The Pop Group,
Laurel Aitken,
Lakeside,
Goldenarms,
Moebius,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Absolute Body Control,
The Wake,
the Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
48th St. Collective,
Neil Young,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soulsonic Force,
The Velvet Underground,
Peter and Kerry,
Urselle,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Victims,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Vladislav Delay,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Human League,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Swell Maps,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Aswad,
Tears for Fears,
The Durutti Column,
The Fall,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wolf Eyes,
10cc,
Marcia Griffiths,
Don Cherry,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
MDC,
Robert Görl,
Los Fastidios,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Main Source,
Nico,
Depeche Mode,
This Heat,
Lungfish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Freddie Wadling,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sister Nancy,
Toni Rubio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sight & Sound,
Avey Tare,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.