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 Jamaica and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Blancmange to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Jacob Miller,
Yellowson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Symarip,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Vladislav Delay,
In Retrospect,
Young Marble Giants,
Can,
Amazonics,
Simply Red,
Delta 5,
The Associates,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Quando Quango,
The Last Poets,
The Residents,
Harry Pussy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Albert Ayler,
The Fuzztones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lightning Bolt,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Loose Ends,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Deakin,
Soft Machine,
Donny Hathaway,
PIL,
Negative Approach,
The Monochrome Set,
Groovy Waters,
These Immortal Souls,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Monks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Electric Prunes,
Michelle Simonal,
The Music Machine,
Unwound,
CMW,
Lakeside,
Graham Central Station,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Dead C,
Ponytail,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skriet,
Radiopuhelimet,
Second Layer,
Jandek,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Isaac Hayes,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.