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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar 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 Idris Muhammad to the jazz 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Pere Ubu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eve St. Jones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Stetsasonic,
Blancmange,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Holt,
Liliput,
Theoretical Girls,
The Divine Comedy,
U.S. Maple,
Mission of Burma,
Black Moon,
Don Cherry,
The Cramps,
Porter Ricks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hot Snakes,
Bootsy Collins,
Bill Wells,
Rhythm & Sound,
PIL,
Lalo Schifrin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-101,
The Beau Brummels,
Eli Mardock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Depeche Mode,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Infiniti,
Ituana,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scan 7,
Schoolly D,
Nick Fraelich,
Pole,
Jerry's Kids,
Can,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quando Quango,
ABC,
Soul Sonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
Derrick May,
Aloha Tigers,
Radiohead,
K-Klass,
Matthew Bourne,
T. Rex,
Glenn Branca,
Ultravox,
The Mummies,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Buzzcocks,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.