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 Togo and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 mellotron 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 X-Ray Spex to the jazz 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 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 theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Inner City,
Blossom Toes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Amon Düül II,
Sight & Sound,
The Techniques,
Lalo Schifrin,
Anakelly,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Smiths,
Lower 48,
Ultravox,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Pretty Things,
Traffic Nightmare,
Von Mondo,
T. Rex,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Porter Ricks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Altered Images,
B.T. Express,
The Move,
Donny Hathaway,
Hoover,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Peter and Kerry,
Althea and Donna,
Stetsasonic,
Spoonie Gee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
R.M.O.,
F. McDonald,
Mission of Burma,
Hot Snakes,
Boogie Down Productions,
James White and The Blacks,
Iggy Pop,
The Beau Brummels,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
The Skatalites,
Vainqueur,
The Modern Lovers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lightning Bolt,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Kinks,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Toasters,
Black Bananas,
The Dead C,
China Crisis,
The United States of America,
The Slackers,
Barry Ungar,
Eric Dolphy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.