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 Tanzania and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the electroclash 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Slave,
Magma,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
T. Rex,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Freddie Wadling,
Guru Guru,
La Düsseldorf,
Loose Ends,
Infiniti,
The Invisible,
Pierre Henry,
Glambeats Corp.,
Visage,
the Association,
Main Source,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Grass Roots,
Babytalk,
Pagans,
Model 500,
Connie Case,
the Sonics,
Easy Going,
Quando Quango,
New Order,
FM Einheit,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Blancmange,
Whodini,
Neu!,
This Heat,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Patti Smith,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hasil Adkins,
Minny Pops,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crispian St. Peters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Swans,
Skarface,
Black Bananas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fela Kuti,
Todd Rundgren,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Offenders,
Lightning Bolt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fear,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fat Boys,
Cymande,
Schoolly D,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.