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 Malaysia 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Oblivians to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Freddie Wadling,
Scratch Acid,
Trumans Water,
Davy DMX,
Judy Mowatt,
Suburban Knight,
Grauzone,
CMW,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bill Near,
Rod Modell,
Quadrant,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sandy B,
Camberwell Now,
Peter & Gordon,
The Kinks,
Graham Central Station,
Sonic Youth,
10cc,
The J.B.'s,
The Monochrome Set,
Magma,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kurtis Blow,
Donny Hathaway,
Pulsallama,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Buckinghams,
The Associates,
Don Cherry,
Alice Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Darondo,
The Toasters,
Youth Brigade,
The Index,
Aural Exciters,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
UT,
Y Pants,
Masters at Work,
The Blues Magoos,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erykah Badu,
Henry Cow,
Harry Pussy,
Patti Smith,
ABBA,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brick,
T.S.O.L.,
Juan Atkins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hashim,
Von Mondo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.