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 Uruguay and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Michael McDonald 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 Scrapy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rufus Thomas,
Janne Schatter,
DJ Style,
Mantronix,
The Fortunes,
Subhumans,
Accadde A,
New Order,
The Remains,
Carl Craig,
Mark Hollis,
Gang of Four,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sonics,
a-ha,
Kayak,
Neil Young,
The Modern Lovers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
Pylon,
Cluster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pagans,
Joe Finger,
H. Thieme,
Suicide,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lakeside,
Franke,
The Angels of Light,
The Move,
Surgeon,
Man Parrish,
Skaos,
Roger Hodgson,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Monks,
Royal Trux,
Letta Mbulu,
Minny Pops,
Blossom Toes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Tremeloes,
Ohio Players,
Simply Red,
Bluetip,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
K-Klass,
Aswad,
Duran Duran,
John Holt,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scan 7,
Q65,
Technova,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronan,
Ken Boothe,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.