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 Turkmenistan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Scratch Acid to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Todd Rundgren,
Michelle Simonal,
Peter & Gordon,
The Tremeloes,
Sonic Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
New York Dolls,
The Black Dice,
Cal Tjader,
Faust,
The Moody Blues,
X-102,
Brothers Johnson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Seeds,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soulsonic Force,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Reuben Wilson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
K-Klass,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed,
Nick Fraelich,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Adolescents,
The Associates,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Oneida,
Skriet,
The Real Kids,
Monolake,
Echospace,
Arab on Radar,
Peter and Kerry,
Simply Red,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brand Nubian,
Donny Hathaway,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bronski Beat,
Trumans Water,
Magma,
Schoolly D,
Stockholm Monsters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Reagan Youth,
Guru Guru,
Liliput,
JFA,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jesper Dahlback,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.