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 Grenada and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Mark Hollis,
Schoolly D,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
kango's stein massive,
Neil Young,
The Mummies,
Dead Boys,
Minutemen,
Cal Tjader,
Amazonics,
Yellowson,
Junior Murvin,
Archie Shepp,
China Crisis,
Roy Ayers,
Pussy Galore,
Adolescents,
Bizarre Inc.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Warren Ellis,
Q and Not U,
The Searchers,
Severed Heads,
Inner City,
Janne Schatter,
Lebanon Hanover,
New York Dolls,
The Kinks,
Sister Nancy,
E-Dancer,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pet Shop Boys,
Monolake,
Laurel Aitken,
The Flesh Eaters,
Matthew Halsall,
Fugazi,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Busters,
Organ,
Babytalk,
Idris Muhammad,
Cybotron,
Anakelly,
Kerri Chandler,
Pantytec,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gories,
John Cale,
Robert Görl,
The Young Rascals,
The Fortunes,
Amon Düül,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Bar-Kays,
The Walker Brothers,
Arab on Radar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
48th St. Collective,
DJ Sneak,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.