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 Palau and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 harpsichord 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 Lakeside to the grunge 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Intrusion,
Subhumans,
Aloha Tigers,
Severed Heads,
Rotary Connection,
Andrew Hill,
Infiniti,
Deepchord,
Brass Construction,
Goldenarms,
Sister Nancy,
Bad Manners,
Model 500,
Prince Buster,
Sun Ra,
Half Japanese,
Heaven 17,
The Dead C,
The Kinks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sex Pistols,
Unwound,
Reagan Youth,
Nas,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Faraquet,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pere Ubu,
Cameo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Robert Wyatt,
Big Daddy Kane,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Swans,
Ponytail,
Flash Fearless,
Ice-T,
Television,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Echospace,
Lyres,
Marcia Griffiths,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Danielle Patucci,
Piero Umiliani,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hot Snakes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Glenn Branca,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rakim,
Rod Modell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Monks,
Gichy Dan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Angry Samoans,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.