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 Saudi Arabia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cecil Taylor to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Ituana,
The Happenings,
Donny Hathaway,
Chrome,
Blancmange,
MC5,
the Slits,
Fear,
Minny Pops,
Babytalk,
Mark Hollis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Intrusion,
Joensuu 1685,
The Real Kids,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eric Copeland,
The Barracudas,
Swans,
10cc,
Connie Case,
Arab on Radar,
Saccharine Trust,
Barbara Tucker,
Big Daddy Kane,
Neu!,
Bobby Sherman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Knickerbockers,
Sparks,
Nils Olav,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dave Gahan,
The Divine Comedy,
Average White Band,
Swell Maps,
Kerri Chandler,
The Five Americans,
Cal Tjader,
The Associates,
Cheater Slicks,
Letta Mbulu,
The Vogues,
Duran Duran,
Organ,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Magma,
Sun Ra,
Buzzcocks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Oblivians,
Clear Light,
Roxy Music,
The Neon Judgement,
Cybotron,
Black Moon,
Glenn Branca,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.