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 Namibia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Rotary Connection to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Barrington Levy,
The Real Kids,
Symarip,
The Grass Roots,
Soul II Soul,
Man Parrish,
Delta 5,
Excepter,
Donny Hathaway,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scan 7,
Mark Hollis,
Rakim,
Jesper Dahlback,
Main Source,
Sex Pistols,
The Count Five,
Das Ding,
Interpol,
Blancmange,
Jawbox,
The Fuzztones,
Isaac Hayes,
Mad Mike,
Boz Scaggs,
Lucky Dragons,
Joey Negro,
Fad Gadget,
Warren Ellis,
The Black Dice,
Jacques Brel,
Marcia Griffiths,
Spandau Ballet,
Dual Sessions,
Harry Pussy,
Radiohead,
Funky Four + One,
Mandrill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nils Olav,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
Spoonie Gee,
U.S. Maple,
Little Man,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Reed,
Barclay James Harvest,
Audionom,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Knickerbockers,
Deadbeat,
Grey Daturas,
The Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Todd Terry,
Deakin,
The Vogues,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.