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 Luxembourg and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet 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 Banda Bassotti to the jazz 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Eddi Front,
The Trojans,
Aloha Tigers,
Joe Finger,
Siglo XX,
Cal Tjader,
Agent Orange,
Brand Nubian,
Ken Boothe,
The Smiths,
Patti Smith,
Index,
Sparks,
H. Thieme,
Sex Pistols,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Searchers,
The American Breed,
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Henry Cow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Talk Talk,
Unrelated Segments,
Connie Case,
Eli Mardock,
Jawbox,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Q65,
Icehouse,
the Slits,
Roxy Music,
Massinfluence,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Faust,
MC5,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eric Dolphy,
the Human League,
Saccharine Trust,
Yaz,
Gichy Dan,
The Modern Lovers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Laurel Aitken,
B.T. Express,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Electric Prunes,
Blancmange,
Angry Samoans,
Boz Scaggs,
Archie Shepp,
Yazoo,
LL Cool J,
The Alarm Clocks,
Monolake,
The Evens,
Bob Dylan,
Charles Mingus,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.