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 Iran and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Parry Music to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 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 Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
H. Thieme,
David Axelrod,
The Durutti Column,
U.S. Maple,
Half Japanese,
The Grass Roots,
Pere Ubu,
Faust,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
K-Klass,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sister Nancy,
Youth Brigade,
Icehouse,
Fluxion,
Gang of Four,
The Angels of Light,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Slackers,
Ornette Coleman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DJ Sneak,
Bauhaus,
Tubeway Army,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kenny Larkin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Charles Mingus,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed,
Warsaw,
The Gladiators,
Bluetip,
Laurel Aitken,
La Düsseldorf,
Morten Harket,
Country Teasers,
The Move,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donny Hathaway,
The Toasters,
The United States of America,
Jacob Miller,
Lakeside,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Martian,
The Modern Lovers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Crime,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thompson Twins,
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Offenders,
New Age Steppers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lungfish,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pulsallama,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.