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 China and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Aaron Thompson 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Scott Walker,
The Barracudas,
Procol Harum,
Warren Ellis,
Television,
Nas,
These Immortal Souls,
John Lydon,
John Foxx,
Pylon,
Bang On A Can,
Echospace,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The New Christs,
Harry Pussy,
Vainqueur,
Goldenarms,
Ornette Coleman,
Babytalk,
Radiopuhelimet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
H. Thieme,
Newcleus,
Cheater Slicks,
Ice-T,
Index,
Darondo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The United States of America,
Sister Nancy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
cv313,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rites of Spring,
Mr. Review,
Ponytail,
Delta 5,
Hot Snakes,
Yazoo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Starr,
Agitation Free,
the Bar-Kays,
John Cale,
China Crisis,
The Electric Prunes,
Max Romeo,
Simply Red,
Arab on Radar,
Shuggie Otis,
The Star Department,
Stiv Bators,
Black Flag,
The Slackers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Seeds,
Tears for Fears,
The Mummies,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Derrick Morgan,
Camouflage,
Rod Modell,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.