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 Nicaragua and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Dawn Penn to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Pantytec,
Technova,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bang On A Can,
Faraquet,
Sun Ra,
Ludus,
Gang Green,
Reuben Wilson,
Anakelly,
Schoolly D,
Malaria!,
Lightning Bolt,
Henry Cow,
Colin Newman,
Deakin,
Matthew Halsall,
Gil Scott Heron,
Carl Craig,
Alison Limerick,
Absolute Body Control,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Skatalites,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Moon,
Infiniti,
Minutemen,
Toni Rubio,
John Cale,
Silicon Teens,
Gang Gang Dance,
Steve Hackett,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Soft Cell,
Unrelated Segments,
Kaleidoscope,
The Doors,
Dave Gahan,
Symarip,
The Cramps,
Interpol,
Jeff Lynne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brass Construction,
a-ha,
Derrick Morgan,
the Germs,
Marine Girls,
Von Mondo,
Q and Not U,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Letta Mbulu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nick Fraelich,
Big Daddy Kane,
Minnie Riperton,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.