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 Antigua and from Tehran.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 Sällskapet to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool Moe Dee,
Country Joe & The Fish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lower 48,
KRS-One,
Rites of Spring,
Sparks,
Radiopuhelimet,
OOIOO,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Electric Prunes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Christie,
Ultra Naté,
Kas Product,
Sixth Finger,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cameo,
Pussy Galore,
Porter Ricks,
Sarah Menescal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moebius,
Ronan,
Rosa Yemen,
Duran Duran,
The Saints,
Robert Wyatt,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quando Quango,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Slackers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ludus,
The Barracudas,
Colin Newman,
Guru Guru,
Tommy Roe,
The Toasters,
Mission of Burma,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pantaleimon,
The Slits,
Rhythm & Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang of Four,
Jerry's Kids,
Maurizio,
Little Man,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.