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 Estonia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb 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 Soft Machine to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
The Human League,
Black Bananas,
The Searchers,
Piero Umiliani,
Niagra,
Silicon Teens,
The Remains,
Barbara Tucker,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lebanon Hanover,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Amon Düül II,
Swans,
Jandek,
Soulsonic Force,
Buzzcocks,
X-101,
Fat Boys,
Neil Young,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joe Smooth,
Adolescents,
Scion,
Isaac Hayes,
the Human League,
Moebius,
Public Image Ltd.,
Altered Images,
Main Source,
Swell Maps,
Franke,
Fatback Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crispy Ambulance,
Second Layer,
Robert Hood,
Reuben Wilson,
Warren Ellis,
Mantronix,
Byron Stingily,
Nirvana,
the Swans,
Tomorrow,
Stiv Bators,
Juan Atkins,
Intrusion,
Letta Mbulu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Patti Smith,
Eden Ahbez,
Agent Orange,
The Slackers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sixth Finger,
Trumans Water,
Kenny Larkin,
Popol Vuh,
Blake Baxter,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.