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 Cyprus and from Delhi.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Shoche to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Jeff Lynne,
The Mummies,
The Five Americans,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Electric Prunes,
Faust,
Roxette,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mandrill,
Minutemen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Oneida,
David Bowie,
Angry Samoans,
New Order,
Crime,
Don Cherry,
Grauzone,
Glenn Branca,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Duran Duran,
Bluetip,
The Gap Band,
Bill Wells,
Malaria!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Detroit Cobras,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lungfish,
Bronski Beat,
Reagan Youth,
Jeru the Damaja,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kurtis Blow,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gregory Isaacs,
Index,
Shuggie Otis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Funky Four + One,
Mission of Burma,
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantytec,
Minnie Riperton,
cv313,
ABC,
Fela Kuti,
Rapeman,
Johnny Clarke,
Drexciya,
Lucky Dragons,
Traffic Nightmare,
Man Eating Sloth,
Hashim,
Pulsallama,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Henry Cow,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.