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 Korea South and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer 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 The Doors to the crunk 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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
World's Most,
The Human League,
Public Image Ltd.,
Babytalk,
10cc,
Erasure,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Offenders,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scrapy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
KRS-One,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sight & Sound,
Motorama,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marine Girls,
The Gun Club,
D'Angelo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marvin Gaye,
Severed Heads,
Cybotron,
Boredoms,
Lower 48,
The Sonics,
the Bar-Kays,
Donny Hathaway,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Carl Craig,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Godley & Creme,
Smog,
Black Bananas,
Mad Mike,
The Doors,
Johnny Clarke,
The Remains,
Lightning Bolt,
The Modern Lovers,
Youth Brigade,
Rotary Connection,
Skarface,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Derrick May,
Vainqueur,
Eve St. Jones,
Jandek,
Grey Daturas,
China Crisis,
Lou Christie,
Kas Product,
Hasil Adkins,
Infiniti,
Urselle,
Peter and Kerry,
Audionom,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.