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 Laos and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flamin' Groovies to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Swell Maps,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ice-T,
Lakeside,
The Dead C,
the Soft Cell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ponytail,
Main Source,
Chris Corsano,
Dark Day,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Görl,
Skaos,
Black Bananas,
The Slits,
Faraquet,
Newcleus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Maurizio,
Absolute Body Control,
Negative Approach,
The Trojans,
Saccharine Trust,
Echospace,
Lalann,
Aaron Thompson,
The Litter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wire,
Nick Fraelich,
ABC,
Chris & Cosey,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lungfish,
Black Moon,
The Doobie Brothers,
DJ Sneak,
Eden Ahbez,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Boz Scaggs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Janne Schatter,
The Sonics,
Easy Going,
Marc Almond,
The Divine Comedy,
Camouflage,
10cc,
Bluetip,
The Raincoats,
Agent Orange,
Throbbing Gristle,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fela Kuti,
Kurtis Blow,
Nirvana,
Spandau Ballet,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.