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 Mexico City.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Young Marble Giants,
Joy Division,
Aswad,
The Leaves,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
H. Thieme,
Bootsy Collins,
Ponytail,
Quantec,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cure,
Procol Harum,
Panda Bear,
The Flesh Eaters,
Carl Craig,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Al Stewart,
Lower 48,
Soul II Soul,
the Germs,
Franke,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Black Flag,
Ornette Coleman,
Aaron Thompson,
Suicide,
Mo-Dettes,
The Moody Blues,
Whodini,
Fatback Band,
Kas Product,
The Doors,
The Buckinghams,
Peter & Gordon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Banda Bassotti,
Yaz,
Gabor Szabo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Infiniti,
Main Source,
The New Christs,
The Fugs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Music Machine,
Television,
R.M.O.,
Warren Ellis,
Harmonia,
Smog,
Lungfish,
Surgeon,
Brick,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobby Byrd,
X-102,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.