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 Bolivia and from Woodstock.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 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 Thompson Twins to the funk 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
DJ Sneak,
Pulsallama,
Bad Manners,
Fat Boys,
Qualms,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Trojans,
Sarah Menescal,
LL Cool J,
Interpol,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Icehouse,
Tubeway Army,
The Fall,
Arcadia,
Dawn Penn,
Suburban Knight,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gun Club,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Moody Blues,
DJ Style,
Infiniti,
Jacques Brel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Section 25,
The Dead C,
Michelle Simonal,
Fluxion,
The Stooges,
the Swans,
Ten City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dennis Brown,
Archie Shepp,
Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeff Lynne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wally Richardson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blancmange,
Freddie Wadling,
Howard Jones,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobby Womack,
Joey Negro,
Aural Exciters,
Funky Four + One,
Graham Central Station,
Cal Tjader,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mad Mike,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.