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 Paraguay and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pagans to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Quantec,
Neu!,
Deadbeat,
The Leaves,
Drive Like Jehu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
kango's stein massive,
DJ Style,
Black Flag,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Radio Birdman,
Yusef Lateef,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Public Enemy,
Kenny Larkin,
Connie Case,
Suburban Knight,
Scion,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Blake Baxter,
Dave Gahan,
Livin' Joy,
a-ha,
Cecil Taylor,
The Zeros,
R.M.O.,
Deepchord,
Outsiders,
Eurythmics,
Can,
Marcia Griffiths,
Guru Guru,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scott Walker,
Prince Buster,
Deakin,
Donald Byrd,
Sarah Menescal,
The Wake,
The Fuzztones,
Mad Mike,
Swans,
Popol Vuh,
Slick Rick,
Jeff Lynne,
Procol Harum,
UT,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Dead C,
Chrome,
The Residents,
Bluetip,
Fela Kuti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rites of Spring,
Amon Düül II,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Graham Central Station,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.