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 Portugal and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Alarm Clocks 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
OOIOO,
Quando Quango,
Shoche,
Lalo Schifrin,
FM Einheit,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gories,
Danielle Patucci,
JFA,
Zapp,
Flipper,
Pole,
Vladislav Delay,
Sixth Finger,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deepchord,
Maleditus Sound,
Oneida,
David Axelrod,
John Foxx,
The Remains,
The Real Kids,
Hasil Adkins,
Grey Daturas,
David McCallum,
Albert Ayler,
Pere Ubu,
Von Mondo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Quadrant,
Roxette,
Brothers Johnson,
Bauhaus,
Monolake,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Spandau Ballet,
Adolescents,
Connie Case,
Scratch Acid,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Green,
Gang Starr,
Amon Düül,
This Heat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Leonard Cohen,
Angry Samoans,
The Slackers,
Black Moon,
Lower 48,
Gastr Del Sol,
Morten Harket,
Dawn Penn,
8 Eyed Spy,
Interpol,
The Vogues,
Liliput,
The Monks,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.