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 Ghana and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Wally Richardson to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Gories,
Janne Schatter,
Maurizio,
Rosa Yemen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed,
Zero Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
Von Mondo,
Excepter,
John Lydon,
ABBA,
Gang Starr,
Lebanon Hanover,
Das Ding,
Tim Buckley,
Fluxion,
Sex Pistols,
FM Einheit,
The Electric Prunes,
Japan,
The Gun Club,
Stereo Dub,
The Victims,
Crispy Ambulance,
Freddie Wadling,
T.S.O.L.,
The Buckinghams,
Infiniti,
Ken Boothe,
The Fall,
Scientists,
Archie Shepp,
Ornette Coleman,
The Knickerbockers,
Lungfish,
The Mummies,
Malaria!,
Yusef Lateef,
Agitation Free,
Michelle Simonal,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Oblivians,
Suicide,
Gabor Szabo,
R.M.O.,
A Certain Ratio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joey Negro,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Livin' Joy,
World's Most,
Pylon,
Piero Umiliani,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.