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 Equatorial Guinea and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Blancmange to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Johnny Osbourne,
Can,
Section 25,
Steve Hackett,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Thompson Twins,
Vladislav Delay,
Sonic Youth,
Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra,
Henry Cow,
H. Thieme,
Josef K,
Technova,
Bauhaus,
The Fire Engines,
The Offenders,
Pierre Henry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crispian St. Peters,
Porter Ricks,
Brothers Johnson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
KRS-One,
the Germs,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ludus,
Prince Buster,
Barrington Levy,
Nik Kershaw,
kango's stein massive,
The Fall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nils Olav,
The Happenings,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tres Demented,
Country Teasers,
Donny Hathaway,
Funkadelic,
New Age Steppers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Depeche Mode,
Bronski Beat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Letta Mbulu,
Khruangbin,
a-ha,
Curtis Mayfield,
Blake Baxter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New York Dolls,
Sound Behaviour,
One Last Wish,
Ice-T,
Aswad,
the Association,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.