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 Bahamas and from Columbus.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Subhumans to the rap 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Radiohead,
Quantec,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Golliwogs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Warsaw,
the Normal,
Qualms,
Neil Young,
Mr. Review,
Kayak,
Toni Rubio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
48th St. Collective,
The Misunderstood,
Moby Grape,
Robert Hood,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Moody Blues,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Amon Düül II,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Soft Cell,
Angry Samoans,
Lyres,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scion,
Trumans Water,
Monolake,
Albert Ayler,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The J.B.'s,
Das Ding,
Peter & Gordon,
Man Parrish,
Fugazi,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stereo Dub,
the Germs,
Lalann,
Radio Birdman,
Goldenarms,
Cheater Slicks,
Nirvana,
Unrelated Segments,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Kaleidoscope,
The Neon Judgement,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Delta 5,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Malaria!,
The Monks,
Bobby Sherman,
Faust,
Tim Buckley,
Tom Boy,
The Wake,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.