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 Cuba and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Radiopuhelimet to the techno 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Moby Grape,
Jandek,
Pole,
Avey Tare,
JFA,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Tremeloes,
The Dead C,
Ken Boothe,
Ornette Coleman,
Spoonie Gee,
X-101,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tres Demented,
Neil Young,
Blancmange,
Mars,
The Cramps,
Hot Snakes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pagans,
The Fortunes,
Fad Gadget,
Guru Guru,
Outsiders,
Agitation Free,
Carl Craig,
Connie Case,
Animal Collective,
Thee Headcoats,
Magma,
The Toasters,
Mandrill,
Public Image Ltd.,
Erasure,
The Star Department,
Ossler,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Young Rascals,
The Black Dice,
the Soft Cell,
Warren Ellis,
Tubeway Army,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eurythmics,
Rakim,
Symarip,
Alice Coltrane,
Drexciya,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rites of Spring,
Andrew Hill,
PIL,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Electric Prunes,
Cluster,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cure,
Gregory Isaacs,
Heaven 17,
Gong,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.