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 Oman and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the techno 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Television,
Urselle,
The Smoke,
Funky Four + One,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Prince Buster,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dual Sessions,
One Last Wish,
Rod Modell,
Lucky Dragons,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Max Romeo,
cv313,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Fugs,
Roger Hodgson,
Sonic Youth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soulsonic Force,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fluxion,
Morten Harket,
Juan Atkins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Yaz,
MC5,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Barracudas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Can,
Fatback Band,
Tom Boy,
Ultravox,
Laurel Aitken,
Tim Buckley,
Dennis Brown,
Arcadia,
Byron Stingily,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
B.T. Express,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Alarm Clocks,
F. McDonald,
Sight & Sound,
Camberwell Now,
Alton Ellis,
Aloha Tigers,
John Lydon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Erykah Badu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pylon,
Robert Görl,
Thompson Twins,
Aswad,
48th St. Collective,
Tommy Roe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jandek,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.