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 Austria and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Swell Maps to the rap 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Althea and Donna,
Shoche,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ken Boothe,
Wasted Youth,
Wire,
Average White Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Techniques,
the Swans,
Derrick Morgan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
EPMD,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
H. Thieme,
The Tremeloes,
DJ Style,
The Sound,
Icehouse,
Schoolly D,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Count Five,
Mark Hollis,
Albert Ayler,
Letta Mbulu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Skatalites,
Josef K,
Slave,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacob Miller,
Bizarre Inc.,
Youth Brigade,
Kurtis Blow,
Oblivians,
Charles Mingus,
Nils Olav,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Janne Schatter,
The Modern Lovers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Minor Threat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Moss Icon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camouflage,
The Shadows of Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobby Byrd,
The Misunderstood,
The Searchers,
The Velvet Underground,
Michelle Simonal,
Aswad,
Outsiders,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.