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 Niger and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
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 linndrum 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 Blues Magoos 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camouflage,
Shoche,
Quando Quango,
Maleditus Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scientists,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June Days,
Scrapy,
Pole,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lower 48,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The J.B.'s,
Harpers Bizarre,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed,
The Last Poets,
Smog,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultravox,
The Fire Engines,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Au Pairs,
Juan Atkins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rites of Spring,
Joe Smooth,
Ituana,
Maurizio,
Urselle,
Marcia Griffiths,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Germs,
The Modern Lovers,
Deakin,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Bananas,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Index,
Isaac Hayes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rekid,
Shuggie Otis,
Youth Brigade,
Eden Ahbez,
Bad Manners,
The Pretty Things,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bronski Beat,
The Barracudas,
Siglo XX,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.