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 Marshall Islands and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ralphi Rosario to the jazz 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arab on Radar,
Underground Resistance,
The Buckinghams,
The Neon Judgement,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Human League,
Pantytec,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rekid,
The Trojans,
Section 25,
Half Japanese,
Janne Schatter,
DJ Sneak,
Skriet,
Fugazi,
Albert Ayler,
Peter & Gordon,
Lower 48,
Marc Almond,
Faust,
Alison Limerick,
Rufus Thomas,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bizarre Inc.,
Y Pants,
Sixth Finger,
Gang of Four,
James White and The Blacks,
Massinfluence,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Colin Newman,
Roy Ayers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Names,
Toni Rubio,
The Gories,
Visage,
Magma,
The Associates,
X-102,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eli Mardock,
Quadrant,
Crime,
Procol Harum,
Malaria!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nils Olav,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tres Demented,
Unrelated Segments,
Ralphi Rosario,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Television Personalities,
Schoolly D,
Jandek,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.