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 Albania and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 Fluxion to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marmalade,
Section 25,
kango's stein massive,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Angels of Light,
Schoolly D,
Technova,
Crispian St. Peters,
Swans,
Unwound,
Peter and Kerry,
Fear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Reuben Wilson,
Simply Red,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Human League,
The New Christs,
Magma,
The Knickerbockers,
The Index,
Dawn Penn,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Depeche Mode,
the Association,
Boz Scaggs,
The Slits,
Jandek,
The Sonics,
U.S. Maple,
Isaac Hayes,
Cymande,
Babytalk,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Prince Buster,
Ituana,
The Fire Engines,
Derrick Morgan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Subhumans,
Amon Düül II,
The Grass Roots,
The Durutti Column,
ABC,
Ken Boothe,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Zeros,
Joy Division,
Young Marble Giants,
Stereo Dub,
Sun Ra,
Patti Smith,
New York Dolls,
T.S.O.L.,
Y Pants,
Monks,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.