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 Estonia 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aswad to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Goldenarms,
Moby Grape,
Slave,
Grauzone,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fad Gadget,
Jacob Miller,
The Stooges,
Saccharine Trust,
Underground Resistance,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kevin Saunderson,
Technova,
The Trojans,
Sarah Menescal,
The Moleskins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Alison Limerick,
The Human League,
Pole,
UT,
Stetsasonic,
Black Flag,
June of 44,
The Index,
Subhumans,
the Soft Cell,
Kurtis Blow,
Sound Behaviour,
10cc,
LL Cool J,
John Lydon,
Godley & Creme,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bad Manners,
The Raincoats,
Das Ding,
The Doors,
Thee Headcoats,
the Swans,
Ken Boothe,
Cybotron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Parry Music,
Ponytail,
The Techniques,
Wolf Eyes,
New Order,
Infiniti,
Roy Ayers,
Talk Talk,
Darondo,
Tim Buckley,
FM Einheit,
Chrome,
Bobby Sherman,
The J.B.'s,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.