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 Malaysia and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Remains to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Mantronix,
David McCallum,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kool Moe Dee,
L. Decosne,
In Retrospect,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pantaleimon,
The Five Americans,
Half Japanese,
Pharoah Sanders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Newcleus,
Nas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ludus,
Terry Callier,
Procol Harum,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Al Stewart,
The Standells,
Soft Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Matthew Bourne,
Radio Birdman,
Fela Kuti,
The Flesh Eaters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
This Heat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tommy Roe,
Todd Rundgren,
Unrelated Segments,
Erykah Badu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ituana,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Vogues,
Alton Ellis,
Gang Starr,
Cheater Slicks,
Tom Boy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crime,
F. McDonald,
Visage,
The Stooges,
Eli Mardock,
Deepchord,
8 Eyed Spy,
LL Cool J,
Sonic Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Spoonie Gee,
Blancmange,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
X-102,
Dawn Penn,
The Searchers,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.