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 Pakistan and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Outsiders to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radiohead,
CMW,
Skriet,
Sex Pistols,
Gastr Del Sol,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deepchord,
Swell Maps,
Maurizio,
Donald Byrd,
Monks,
David Axelrod,
Tubeway Army,
Lalann,
Roy Ayers,
Mandrill,
Barrington Levy,
Black Sheep,
DNA,
Banda Bassotti,
Hardrive,
Bush Tetras,
Jeff Mills,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soft Machine,
Magma,
Grandmaster Flash,
Porter Ricks,
Brick,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Amon Düül II,
Joe Finger,
Bronski Beat,
The Music Machine,
Hot Snakes,
The Seeds,
Roxette,
DJ Sneak,
Angry Samoans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Hill,
Infiniti,
Faust,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Schoolly D,
Piero Umiliani,
Cal Tjader,
Agent Orange,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Five Americans,
Wire,
AZ,
The Golliwogs,
The Blues Magoos,
Vladislav Delay,
Nirvana,
The Skatalites,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.