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 Rwanda and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 Franke to the funk 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
DNA,
Delon & Dalcan,
Theoretical Girls,
MDC,
Fluxion,
Negative Approach,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fortunes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lakeside,
The Angels of Light,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Q65,
Underground Resistance,
Ornette Coleman,
Swans,
Soul Sonic Force,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tubeway Army,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Victims,
Sex Pistols,
Eric B and Rakim,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Todd Rundgren,
Eurythmics,
Index,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fire Engines,
Nick Fraelich,
Urselle,
Ultravox,
The Vogues,
Rotary Connection,
Gang Green,
Scratch Acid,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Los Fastidios,
H. Thieme,
Robert Görl,
The Busters,
Deadbeat,
Derrick May,
Magazine,
Grey Daturas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Make Up,
Deakin,
Boredoms,
Jacob Miller,
Godley & Creme,
Black Pus,
Little Man,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Standells,
The Remains,
Crash Course in Science,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.