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 Philippines and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Audionom to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Pantaleimon,
Essential Logic,
The Gladiators,
Audionom,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Slick Rick,
OOIOO,
Sun City Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
John Lydon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Big Daddy Kane,
A Certain Ratio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Vogues,
The Moleskins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gories,
X-Ray Spex,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Tremeloes,
Thompson Twins,
The Techniques,
Bauhaus,
The Last Poets,
Bobby Sherman,
FM Einheit,
Barrington Levy,
Eli Mardock,
Soft Machine,
Faust,
Cal Tjader,
T. Rex,
Marc Almond,
Organ,
The Motions,
Intrusion,
AZ,
The J.B.'s,
PIL,
The Wake,
Donny Hathaway,
Peter & Gordon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Doors,
The Beau Brummels,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fuzztones,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Womack,
Circle Jerks,
Liliput,
Aaron Thompson,
Ice-T,
Lalo Schifrin,
Skarface,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.