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 Kenya and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
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 Icehouse to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Lakeside,
Brass Construction,
Henry Cow,
Sam Rivers,
The Dead C,
Camberwell Now,
Oblivians,
Arthur Verocai,
Roxette,
Con Funk Shun,
Public Enemy,
Albert Ayler,
Skarface,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Curtis Mayfield,
X-102,
Blossom Toes,
Bluetip,
Average White Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minor Threat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
David McCallum,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Modern Lovers,
The Fall,
Mars,
Eric Copeland,
Joy Division,
Sandy B,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kurtis Blow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Reuben Wilson,
Hashim,
Wire,
John Coltrane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Guru Guru,
Yazoo,
Aloha Tigers,
Tim Buckley,
Motorama,
Eli Mardock,
David Bowie,
Bush Tetras,
Derrick Morgan,
The Buckinghams,
Metal Thangz,
8 Eyed Spy,
Little Man,
The Fortunes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Piero Umiliani,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Human League,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Neon Judgement,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.