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 Luxembourg and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 The Fall to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Lou Reed,
Flamin' Groovies,
kango's stein massive,
Soul II Soul,
Harmonia,
Y Pants,
Piero Umiliani,
Grey Daturas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grauzone,
The Searchers,
The Evens,
Brass Construction,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Walker Brothers,
Boredoms,
Kurtis Blow,
Skriet,
Dawn Penn,
Liliput,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mad Mike,
Eli Mardock,
Sarah Menescal,
Minutemen,
The Doobie Brothers,
New Order,
Ken Boothe,
Zapp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Newcleus,
Fatback Band,
Soft Cell,
Sparks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Magma,
Blake Baxter,
Donny Hathaway,
Sam Rivers,
Marvin Gaye,
Maleditus Sound,
Model 500,
Boz Scaggs,
Moby Grape,
The Fortunes,
Danielle Patucci,
AZ,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ultimate Spinach,
This Heat,
the Sonics,
Alison Limerick,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cure,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Womack,
A Certain Ratio,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.