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 United States and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Television Personalities to the rap 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Normal,
Infiniti,
Adolescents,
Hardrive,
Scott Walker,
Chris Corsano,
The Real Kids,
Tres Demented,
Dennis Brown,
Delon & Dalcan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Goldenarms,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
ABC,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cheater Slicks,
the Sonics,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fluxion,
The Blues Magoos,
T.S.O.L.,
Monolake,
Patti Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Schoolly D,
Terry Callier,
Eddi Front,
Harmonia,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Slackers,
B.T. Express,
Aloha Tigers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Freddie Wadling,
Sight & Sound,
Flash Fearless,
Chris & Cosey,
MDC,
The Grass Roots,
The Walker Brothers,
Au Pairs,
Thee Headcoats,
Scan 7,
Easy Going,
ABBA,
Rapeman,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rhythm & Sound,
Chrome,
Robert Görl,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Television Personalities,
Todd Rundgren,
La Düsseldorf,
Motorama,
Archie Shepp,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.