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 Micronesia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord 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 New York Dolls to the dance 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Inner City,
Althea and Donna,
Michelle Simonal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Magma,
Motorama,
The Kinks,
Stockholm Monsters,
B.T. Express,
Adolescents,
Grey Daturas,
FM Einheit,
Vladislav Delay,
Buzzcocks,
Oneida,
Wasted Youth,
Bobby Sherman,
The Searchers,
Marc Almond,
Tres Demented,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
June Days,
Sparks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nico,
Throbbing Gristle,
Public Enemy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Slits,
the Normal,
Ken Boothe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sonic Youth,
Rod Modell,
The Moleskins,
The Happenings,
Soft Machine,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Tremeloes,
The Blues Magoos,
Arab on Radar,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Associates,
Terry Callier,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fluxion,
James White and The Blacks,
Moebius,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rakim,
Scan 7,
The Golliwogs,
Joy Division,
Outsiders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gichy Dan,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.