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 Monaco and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
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 guitar 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 Echospace to the funk 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ituana,
Guru Guru,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sällskapet,
Susan Cadogan,
New Age Steppers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Absolute Body Control,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Remains,
Scan 7,
James White and The Blacks,
Rekid,
Brothers Johnson,
Brass Construction,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lindisfarne,
Aswad,
Skarface,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Archie Shepp,
Max Romeo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brick,
Mad Mike,
Rotary Connection,
Mark Hollis,
Pole,
Hasil Adkins,
Colin Newman,
the Association,
Maurizio,
Masters at Work,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ronnie Foster,
These Immortal Souls,
Main Source,
R.M.O.,
Carl Craig,
Yazoo,
The Gun Club,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Litter,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Cecil Taylor,
Godley & Creme,
The Toasters,
Tim Buckley,
The Fugs,
Faust,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Newcleus,
Barbara Tucker,
Slick Rick,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gories,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.