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 Iceland and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 harpsichord 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 Juan Atkins to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Chris & Cosey,
Lalann,
Peter and Kerry,
Rotary Connection,
Duran Duran,
Nils Olav,
The Alarm Clocks,
Matthew Halsall,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Human League,
Minnie Riperton,
Bob Dylan,
Brand Nubian,
X-102,
Ultra Naté,
The Black Dice,
Wolf Eyes,
Scott Walker,
Grey Daturas,
ABBA,
John Foxx,
Pantaleimon,
Leonard Cohen,
The Five Americans,
Tubeway Army,
Tomorrow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Interpol,
Lungfish,
Sonic Youth,
Faust,
The Smiths,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joyce Sims,
MC5,
Amon Düül,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Altered Images,
Pulsallama,
David McCallum,
The Barracudas,
John Lydon,
Visage,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Magma,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Saints,
June of 44,
Jandek,
The Moleskins,
Schoolly D,
Graham Central Station,
The Pretty Things,
Procol Harum,
Amon Düül II,
Neu!,
The Trojans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Organ,
Main Source,
The Red Krayola,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.