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 Switzerland and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Sight & Sound to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra 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?
Excepter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Magazine,
the Association,
James Chance & The Contortions,
ABBA,
Roy Ayers,
Clear Light,
Con Funk Shun,
Sister Nancy,
Anthony Braxton,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Toni Rubio,
Fatback Band,
Connie Case,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ralphi Rosario,
Donald Byrd,
Warsaw,
Rhythm & Sound,
Second Layer,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Remains,
Sun City Girls,
Jandek,
Prince Buster,
Ituana,
Radiohead,
Agent Orange,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lindisfarne,
Scion,
Matthew Halsall,
Johnny Osbourne,
Laurel Aitken,
Public Enemy,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mad Mike,
Vainqueur,
Kaleidoscope,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Alarm Clocks,
Parry Music,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Normal,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Donny Hathaway,
Quando Quango,
Jimmy McGriff,
Average White Band,
a-ha,
Matthew Bourne,
Basic Channel,
Soft Machine,
David Axelrod,
Davy DMX,
the Slits,
One Last Wish,
Joe Smooth,
Babytalk,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.