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 Romania 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron 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 Absolute Body Control to the techno 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
The Monochrome Set,
8 Eyed Spy,
Talk Talk,
John Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash,
Magazine,
China Crisis,
Morten Harket,
Scion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bad Manners,
Erykah Badu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Radiopuhelimet,
Traffic Nightmare,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jacques Brel,
Tubeway Army,
Visage,
Essential Logic,
Scott Walker,
the Swans,
Reuben Wilson,
Archie Shepp,
Animal Collective,
Carl Craig,
One Last Wish,
Second Layer,
Crooked Eye,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lalann,
David McCallum,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ten City,
Ice-T,
Josef K,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Music Machine,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Sherman,
The Slackers,
John Lydon,
10cc,
Cal Tjader,
Little Man,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Liliput,
UT,
Lyres,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eric Dolphy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joey Negro,
Barbara Tucker,
The Raincoats,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
F. McDonald,
Fat Boys,
The Blackbyrds,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.