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 Iceland and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare 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 Urselle to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Hashim,
D'Angelo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Danielle Patucci,
DJ Sneak,
Pierre Henry,
Graham Central Station,
Au Pairs,
Essential Logic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minutemen,
John Cale,
Bad Manners,
Cal Tjader,
AZ,
Average White Band,
the Germs,
FM Einheit,
the Bar-Kays,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Darondo,
Black Flag,
The J.B.'s,
KRS-One,
Sonic Youth,
Grauzone,
Black Sheep,
Fluxion,
Rufus Thomas,
John Foxx,
Underground Resistance,
Mandrill,
Scion,
Kayak,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Womack,
Thompson Twins,
Sugar Minott,
The Young Rascals,
Smog,
Shuggie Otis,
the Sonics,
Marshall Jefferson,
Reagan Youth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pulsallama,
Subhumans,
Lalann,
Joe Finger,
Supertramp,
Moss Icon,
Terry Callier,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Grey Daturas,
Robert Wyatt,
Blancmange,
Delon & Dalcan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gerry Rafferty,
Neu!,
Ossler,
Jeru the Damaja,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.