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 Bahamas and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 chamberlin 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the rap 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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Country Teasers,
Half Japanese,
The Shadows of Knight,
Leonard Cohen,
Absolute Body Control,
Underground Resistance,
Mo-Dettes,
Roxy Music,
Nico,
Ituana,
Anthony Braxton,
Hot Snakes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roxette,
The Residents,
Fad Gadget,
Joe Finger,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Symarip,
Sun City Girls,
John Lydon,
Ohio Players,
JFA,
Tres Demented,
Black Moon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Beau Brummels,
Erykah Badu,
Soul II Soul,
Scan 7,
Terry Callier,
Tom Boy,
Cybotron,
Malaria!,
Henry Cow,
Letta Mbulu,
Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
Eurythmics,
The Moleskins,
The Gun Club,
Rapeman,
Fugazi,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Robert Görl,
Thompson Twins,
World's Most,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Index,
kango's stein massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Heaven 17,
New Age Steppers,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Flag,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.