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 Marshall Islands and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
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 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 Lou Reed 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 Gong to the grime 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal 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?
X-Ray Spex,
Monolake,
The Techniques,
The Music Machine,
The Leaves,
Ludus,
Skriet,
Crispian St. Peters,
Electric Prunes,
Sandy B,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Red Krayola,
cv313,
Subhumans,
Minny Pops,
Spandau Ballet,
The Knickerbockers,
The Grass Roots,
Crash Course in Science,
Oneida,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Searchers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soul II Soul,
UT,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fad Gadget,
Gichy Dan,
Johnny Clarke,
Warren Ellis,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Christie,
Youth Brigade,
Alison Limerick,
Deadbeat,
Erasure,
John Foxx,
Michelle Simonal,
Monks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Fraelich,
Anakelly,
Lower 48,
ABBA,
Essential Logic,
Scan 7,
Half Japanese,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Victims,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gun Club,
Sparks,
Interpol,
Lalann,
Brick,
Accadde A,
Rosa Yemen,
Clear Light,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.