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 Tuvalu and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron 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 Desert Stars to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Drexciya,
Reuben Wilson,
Warren Ellis,
X-Ray Spex,
Agitation Free,
John Holt,
Todd Rundgren,
Banda Bassotti,
Cymande,
The Tremeloes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joensuu 1685,
Pole,
The Angels of Light,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Freddie Wadling,
Roxette,
The Monks,
These Immortal Souls,
Main Source,
Bootsy Collins,
Glenn Branca,
Arcadia,
Ronnie Foster,
Brand Nubian,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bob Dylan,
Marc Almond,
The Mojo Men,
Index,
Hot Snakes,
Kerri Chandler,
MDC,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Barracudas,
Josef K,
Slave,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Soft Machine,
The Moody Blues,
The Cramps,
June Days,
Kevin Saunderson,
Shoche,
Funkadelic,
Hasil Adkins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sällskapet,
The Fire Engines,
Cluster,
Black Pus,
Black Bananas,
Underground Resistance,
Lower 48,
10cc,
Robert Wyatt,
The Stooges,
Schoolly D,
Grauzone,
The Leaves,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.