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 Samoa and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Heaven 17 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Music Machine,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Last Poets,
Throbbing Gristle,
ABC,
Amon Düül,
Flipper,
Wolf Eyes,
Radiohead,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Todd Rundgren,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Robert Görl,
This Heat,
Brass Construction,
Jandek,
48th St. Collective,
F. McDonald,
Gang Gang Dance,
Chrome,
Isaac Hayes,
Roxy Music,
Outsiders,
LL Cool J,
Terry Callier,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
In Retrospect,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grauzone,
The Kinks,
Archie Shepp,
The Moleskins,
Minny Pops,
Q65,
Wings,
Delon & Dalcan,
Anthony Braxton,
the Germs,
Half Japanese,
ABBA,
Motorama,
The Buckinghams,
One Last Wish,
The Motions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
These Immortal Souls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Popol Vuh,
Rapeman,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Mummies,
Sex Pistols,
The Trojans,
Marc Almond,
Black Sheep,
Harmonia,
Nation of Ulysses,
Subhumans,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.