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 Fiji and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Henry Cow to the jazz 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rufus Thomas,
Tubeway Army,
Suicide,
The Angels of Light,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Germs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tres Demented,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fugs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pierre Henry,
Public Enemy,
Tom Boy,
Terry Callier,
Ludus,
Moebius,
Alton Ellis,
Youth Brigade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Moleskins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Malaria!,
Blancmange,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glenn Branca,
Sonic Youth,
Henry Cow,
Agent Orange,
MDC,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jandek,
The Pretty Things,
New Order,
Scientists,
Bang On A Can,
Cameo,
Nas,
The Fortunes,
ABBA,
Nils Olav,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sexual Harrassment,
These Immortal Souls,
Ronnie Foster,
Can,
Country Teasers,
Morten Harket,
Slick Rick,
Juan Atkins,
T.S.O.L.,
the Slits,
Guru Guru,
Television Personalities,
Kayak,
Scratch Acid,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roxette,
Black Sheep,
Pulsallama,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.