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 Cape Verde and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
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 sitar 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 Soul Sonic Force to the punk 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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Shadows of Knight,
Spoonie Gee,
Ronnie Foster,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lyres,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bluetip,
Roxy Music,
Cymande,
Chris Corsano,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alton Ellis,
Eddi Front,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dawn Penn,
Alison Limerick,
Agitation Free,
The Kinks,
Cameo,
Negative Approach,
Faust,
Roy Ayers,
Soulsonic Force,
Jacob Miller,
Gang Gang Dance,
Easy Going,
Freddie Wadling,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Tim Buckley,
Cecil Taylor,
China Crisis,
The Young Rascals,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Martian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scrapy,
FM Einheit,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kaleidoscope,
Amon Düül II,
Suicide,
Bauhaus,
The Count Five,
Ponytail,
The Gories,
Hot Snakes,
DJ Style,
Section 25,
UT,
Prince Buster,
Chris & Cosey,
Circle Jerks,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gap Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Amon Düül,
Scion,
Ultra Naté,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.