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 Singapore and from Copenhagen.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gichy Dan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nas,
Piero Umiliani,
Kenny Larkin,
Dawn Penn,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rotary Connection,
Index,
Josef K,
K-Klass,
Hasil Adkins,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sound Behaviour,
Neil Young,
Zapp,
Jacques Brel,
Curtis Mayfield,
Saccharine Trust,
Agitation Free,
Amon Düül,
Camouflage,
PIL,
Morten Harket,
Fluxion,
the Human League,
The Birthday Party,
Mr. Review,
Magma,
Gang of Four,
The Martian,
Inner City,
Isaac Hayes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Swans,
Porter Ricks,
Black Pus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Moebius,
Public Enemy,
T.S.O.L.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Prince Buster,
Buzzcocks,
Dennis Brown,
Pole,
Sex Pistols,
Kaleidoscope,
The American Breed,
Deepchord,
Chrome,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marshall Jefferson,
This Heat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skarface,
Rites of Spring,
Derrick May,
Kerri Chandler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.