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 Korea South and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Evens to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Alison Limerick,
New Age Steppers,
LL Cool J,
Crash Course in Science,
The Human League,
Fat Boys,
Lucky Dragons,
Boz Scaggs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Zeros,
Dead Boys,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Bar-Kays,
Don Cherry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glenn Branca,
Barrington Levy,
The Cure,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Mummies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sonics,
Aswad,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Organ,
the Normal,
Michelle Simonal,
Bill Wells,
Gang of Four,
Little Man,
Nik Kershaw,
Jacques Brel,
The Trojans,
Infiniti,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amon Düül II,
Quadrant,
Letta Mbulu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The J.B.'s,
Model 500,
Pussy Galore,
Gichy Dan,
The Blackbyrds,
Toni Rubio,
The Offenders,
Todd Terry,
Adolescents,
Eric Dolphy,
Chris & Cosey,
Bang On A Can,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mars,
Erasure,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eric B and Rakim,
Guru Guru,
The Moody Blues,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.