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 Montenegro and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cosmic Jokers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Nation of Ulysses,
Anakelly,
Bobby Womack,
Heaven 17,
Charles Mingus,
Neu!,
Cheater Slicks,
Terrestrial Tones,
L. Decosne,
Minnie Riperton,
DJ Sneak,
The Sonics,
Nico,
Neil Young,
Lindisfarne,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Q65,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Warren Ellis,
New Order,
Kaleidoscope,
Agitation Free,
The Cure,
Reagan Youth,
Cameo,
Arab on Radar,
Vainqueur,
Ronnie Foster,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yaz,
The Dead C,
Nils Olav,
The Gun Club,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pole,
Marmalade,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Visage,
Soulsonic Force,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gories,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alice Coltrane,
Delta 5,
KRS-One,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Evens,
Black Bananas,
Barry Ungar,
The Fall,
Piero Umiliani,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fire Engines,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Harry Pussy,
Crooked Eye,
The Invisible,
Scott Walker,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.