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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum 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 Magazine to the punk 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Average White Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Connie Case,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Loose Ends,
The Offenders,
Kerri Chandler,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Star Department,
Basic Channel,
B.T. Express,
the Normal,
Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tom Boy,
Unrelated Segments,
JFA,
Monolake,
The Zeros,
John Lydon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Remains,
The Gladiators,
Pussy Galore,
The Flesh Eaters,
Simply Red,
Surgeon,
Althea and Donna,
Unwound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ponytail,
Funky Four + One,
Glenn Branca,
Skriet,
Derrick Morgan,
Rosa Yemen,
Camberwell Now,
The Cure,
Japan,
Duran Duran,
Avey Tare,
Stiv Bators,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Cale,
Tears for Fears,
Q and Not U,
Quadrant,
Aural Exciters,
Janne Schatter,
Anakelly,
Bush Tetras,
Ultravox,
One Last Wish,
Spoonie Gee,
Nik Kershaw,
Joe Finger,
Delta 5,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.