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 Japan and from Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Buckinghams to the rock 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Vainqueur,
Archie Shepp,
Cecil Taylor,
Reagan Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
Infiniti,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Slackers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rites of Spring,
Mission of Burma,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kerri Chandler,
Kayak,
Barrington Levy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Divine Comedy,
The Monks,
Loose Ends,
Arthur Verocai,
cv313,
UT,
Livin' Joy,
Minnie Riperton,
Agitation Free,
Negative Approach,
Junior Murvin,
D'Angelo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Country Teasers,
JFA,
Cabaret Voltaire,
ABBA,
Joensuu 1685,
The Busters,
Matthew Halsall,
Main Source,
Glambeats Corp.,
Neil Young,
Dennis Brown,
In Retrospect,
Chrome,
Boogie Down Productions,
James White and The Blacks,
The Happenings,
The Star Department,
Black Flag,
Danielle Patucci,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scan 7,
Jawbox,
Jeru the Damaja,
Hoover,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bootsy Collins,
Public Enemy,
The Techniques,
Supertramp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.