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 Kosovo and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Neu! to the techno 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Siglo XX,
Bootsy Collins,
Massinfluence,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Leaves,
The Grass Roots,
The Pretty Things,
Ice-T,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Severed Heads,
Yellowson,
Slick Rick,
Parry Music,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stiv Bators,
Harry Pussy,
La Düsseldorf,
World's Most,
Flamin' Groovies,
Delta 5,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Martian,
Stereo Dub,
the Swans,
Steve Hackett,
Half Japanese,
Con Funk Shun,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bob Dylan,
Unrelated Segments,
Nico,
Todd Rundgren,
Jimmy McGriff,
New Age Steppers,
Peter & Gordon,
Dennis Brown,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Isaac Hayes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Drexciya,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Prunes,
Moebius,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Yusef Lateef,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Y Pants,
Marmalade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MC5,
Skarface,
Deakin,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aaron Thompson,
Moss Icon,
Smog,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.