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 Cuba and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Franke,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Spoonie Gee,
Easy Going,
Marc Almond,
MDC,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Panda Bear,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Audionom,
Ituana,
Alice Coltrane,
Soulsonic Force,
Eddi Front,
Aswad,
Mandrill,
James Chance & The Contortions,
UT,
Charles Mingus,
E-Dancer,
Echospace,
The Flesh Eaters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Mills,
Lalann,
June Days,
Sparks,
48th St. Collective,
Quando Quango,
cv313,
Soul Sonic Force,
Janne Schatter,
Tommy Roe,
Minor Threat,
Nik Kershaw,
Guru Guru,
Khruangbin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ossler,
Prince Buster,
Ultravox,
The Five Americans,
Hasil Adkins,
The Pretty Things,
Von Mondo,
Nick Fraelich,
Urselle,
Clear Light,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jacob Miller,
Derrick May,
Kaleidoscope,
Sugar Minott,
Gabor Szabo,
L. Decosne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.