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 Serbia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes 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 The Electric Prunes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Delta 5,
Eli Mardock,
KRS-One,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mad Mike,
Jeff Lynne,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hoover,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jerry's Kids,
The Doors,
June Days,
Aloha Tigers,
Mark Hollis,
Motorama,
Camberwell Now,
Black Flag,
the Bar-Kays,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lakeside,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Slackers,
Iggy Pop,
Godley & Creme,
Byron Stingily,
U.S. Maple,
Marvin Gaye,
Cecil Taylor,
Davy DMX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Section 25,
Ultimate Spinach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Michelle Simonal,
The Monochrome Set,
T. Rex,
Minutemen,
Crash Course in Science,
Banda Bassotti,
Severed Heads,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soft Machine,
Gong,
John Holt,
Chrome,
The Monks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ronnie Foster,
Marshall Jefferson,
Althea and Donna,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mars,
Wolf Eyes,
Icehouse,
Desert Stars,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.