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 Sweden and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Smoke to the dance 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
CMW,
Rhythm & Sound,
Q and Not U,
Dark Day,
Eddi Front,
Deakin,
The Leaves,
Young Marble Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultravox,
Blancmange,
The Smoke,
Dorothy Ashby,
Skarface,
The Evens,
Todd Terry,
Sister Nancy,
The Buckinghams,
Crash Course in Science,
Harry Pussy,
Little Man,
Symarip,
The Last Poets,
Kurtis Blow,
David Axelrod,
New York Dolls,
The Flesh Eaters,
The New Christs,
Clear Light,
The Gories,
The Beau Brummels,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ice-T,
Technova,
PIL,
Dennis Brown,
Organ,
Jacob Miller,
The Gladiators,
Ornette Coleman,
Carl Craig,
Surgeon,
Monks,
John Coltrane,
Adolescents,
The Durutti Column,
Bush Tetras,
Al Stewart,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Christie,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bill Near,
Cecil Taylor,
The Offenders,
Basic Channel,
Crispy Ambulance,
Terrestrial Tones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.