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 Vanuatu and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Robert Palmer 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 Peter & Gordon to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Yellowson,
Minor Threat,
The American Breed,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter & Gordon,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ronnie Foster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Buzzcocks,
Supertramp,
Wolf Eyes,
JFA,
Arcadia,
Zapp,
the Slits,
Marmalade,
DNA,
Tim Buckley,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Blancmange,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Knickerbockers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Schoolly D,
John Lydon,
The Misunderstood,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cymande,
Moby Grape,
Thee Headcoats,
Tropical Tobacco,
Easy Going,
Kenny Larkin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bad Manners,
Second Layer,
Barry Ungar,
X-102,
Country Teasers,
ABC,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sam Rivers,
Roxy Music,
Tomorrow,
Kurtis Blow,
Neu!,
Tom Boy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Popol Vuh,
John Holt,
Theoretical Girls,
The Slackers,
Subhumans,
Pussy Galore,
Eli Mardock,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker,
Connie Case,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.