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 Angola and from Lagos.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 The Leaves to the electroclash 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
The Move,
Livin' Joy,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed,
DJ Sneak,
The Modern Lovers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gabor Szabo,
Brass Construction,
The Human League,
Rites of Spring,
James White and The Blacks,
Sun City Girls,
X-Ray Spex,
The Fuzztones,
The Birthday Party,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ice-T,
Davy DMX,
Main Source,
The Doors,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cal Tjader,
Massinfluence,
Isaac Hayes,
PIL,
The Associates,
Lou Christie,
Delta 5,
The Real Kids,
The Remains,
Fad Gadget,
Iggy Pop,
The Monks,
Flash Fearless,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Japan,
The Blackbyrds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jandek,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kurtis Blow,
L. Decosne,
Todd Rundgren,
Icehouse,
Rhythm & Sound,
Crime,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
A Certain Ratio,
Sight & Sound,
Index,
Agent Orange,
Technova,
Hoover,
Maurizio,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Youth Brigade,
The Skatalites,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.