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 Colombia and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
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 sitar 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 Fall to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Skriet,
Funkadelic,
Half Japanese,
Bluetip,
Fugazi,
The Sound,
Camberwell Now,
Glambeats Corp.,
Delon & Dalcan,
Max Romeo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Boredoms,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Holt,
Jacques Brel,
MC5,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Motions,
The Walker Brothers,
The Real Kids,
Dennis Brown,
Ornette Coleman,
The Gories,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Duran Duran,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Monks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crash Course in Science,
Susan Cadogan,
Spoonie Gee,
Deadbeat,
New Age Steppers,
OOIOO,
Cabaret Voltaire,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Country Teasers,
Eden Ahbez,
Sixth Finger,
Soulsonic Force,
Pharoah Sanders,
Liliput,
the Sonics,
The Associates,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobby Sherman,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sonic Youth,
The Divine Comedy,
Suburban Knight,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Sheep,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nick Fraelich,
Fatback Band,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.