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 Ukraine and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Moss Icon to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Circle Jerks,
Joyce Sims,
Silicon Teens,
Fear,
the Soft Cell,
The Gap Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Nils Olav,
Godley & Creme,
Echospace,
Wings,
Prince Buster,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bluetip,
Qualms,
Mandrill,
Scientists,
EPMD,
Lou Reed,
Half Japanese,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ohio Players,
Marvin Gaye,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tom Boy,
Metal Thangz,
Aural Exciters,
Avey Tare,
Bang On A Can,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Alice Coltrane,
Roger Hodgson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Schoolly D,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Procol Harum,
Average White Band,
The Techniques,
Pierre Henry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dual Sessions,
Accadde A,
Rod Modell,
Icehouse,
The Slackers,
Howard Jones,
Inner City,
Essential Logic,
Gabor Szabo,
Talk Talk,
Q and Not U,
The Skatalites,
Black Flag,
Moss Icon,
The Blackbyrds,
Japan,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.