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 Czech Republic and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Index,
Agitation Free,
Fluxion,
Blancmange,
Japan,
Steve Hackett,
Monolake,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Associates,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang Green,
Saccharine Trust,
Cheater Slicks,
Yellowson,
a-ha,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Funky Four + One,
Malaria!,
Jerry's Kids,
The Dead C,
Monks,
The Leaves,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Evens,
Anakelly,
Camberwell Now,
Letta Mbulu,
Minny Pops,
Basic Channel,
Public Enemy,
Glenn Branca,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rapeman,
Joensuu 1685,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joe Finger,
Joey Negro,
Vladislav Delay,
The New Christs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The United States of America,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sister Nancy,
Kurtis Blow,
Eden Ahbez,
The Barracudas,
X-101,
Big Daddy Kane,
Quando Quango,
Marc Almond,
the Normal,
the Association,
Ohio Players,
The Selecter,
AZ,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Arab on Radar,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.