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 Uruguay and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wasted Youth to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
The Litter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Quantec,
Kurtis Blow,
Todd Rundgren,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deakin,
Bootsy Collins,
Arcadia,
Steve Hackett,
The Index,
Surgeon,
Royal Trux,
Suicide,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cheater Slicks,
Robert Görl,
E-Dancer,
Skriet,
The Leaves,
Bill Wells,
Absolute Body Control,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Swans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Duran Duran,
Scratch Acid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Sonics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
AZ,
Ituana,
Organ,
Groovy Waters,
The Monochrome Set,
The Slackers,
Jeff Mills,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pierre Henry,
Marvin Gaye,
Urselle,
Soft Machine,
The Dead C,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Hood,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Swans,
The Golliwogs,
One Last Wish,
Jeff Lynne,
T.S.O.L.,
Aswad,
Massinfluence,
Can,
Unrelated Segments,
The Kinks,
Howard Jones,
Dorothy Ashby,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.