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 Mexico and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ 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 Television to the techno 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
KRS-One,
Liliput,
Marmalade,
DJ Sneak,
Television Personalities,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Residents,
Avey Tare,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Guru Guru,
Man Parrish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Delta 5,
Roxette,
Fad Gadget,
Scan 7,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David Axelrod,
Colin Newman,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Golliwogs,
Derrick May,
David Bowie,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Byrd,
Patti Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Robert Wyatt,
OOIOO,
Agent Orange,
Half Japanese,
The Beau Brummels,
The United States of America,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultravox,
Rites of Spring,
Crash Course in Science,
Brick,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Von Mondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
Yusef Lateef,
Reagan Youth,
The Mummies,
Tears for Fears,
Tommy Roe,
Roxy Music,
Gang Starr,
Sex Pistols,
Gang of Four,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Joensuu 1685,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pussy Galore,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.