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 Mauritania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the rock 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Reuben Wilson,
Bronski Beat,
Matthew Halsall,
Danielle Patucci,
Fear,
Stetsasonic,
Agent Orange,
D'Angelo,
Average White Band,
Barry Ungar,
The Smoke,
Pharoah Sanders,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marvin Gaye,
The Beau Brummels,
Radiohead,
The Last Poets,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Black Dice,
The Slackers,
The Saints,
Magazine,
Camberwell Now,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Oneida,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
LL Cool J,
Byron Stingily,
Joe Finger,
Von Mondo,
Nick Fraelich,
Kenny Larkin,
Sonic Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
Crash Course in Science,
Peter & Gordon,
Terry Callier,
Flash Fearless,
Carl Craig,
Mantronix,
Dual Sessions,
The Young Rascals,
Juan Atkins,
Subhumans,
The Modern Lovers,
Gichy Dan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Hood,
Basic Channel,
Dead Boys,
Lalann,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joey Negro,
Rekid,
Todd Terry,
Aaron Thompson,
Derrick May,
The Dirtbombs,
Dave Gahan,
Janne Schatter,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.