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 Hungary and from Taipei.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Deakin,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mandrill,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
F. McDonald,
Altered Images,
Lalann,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tim Buckley,
Howard Jones,
Erykah Badu,
Skriet,
Roy Ayers,
Chrome,
Al Stewart,
L. Decosne,
Aaron Thompson,
The Busters,
The Index,
Bill Near,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wings,
The Moleskins,
Janne Schatter,
John Lydon,
Shuggie Otis,
Isaac Hayes,
Bootsy Collins,
Radiopuhelimet,
Godley & Creme,
Bang On A Can,
Pierre Henry,
Steve Hackett,
Jacob Miller,
Cecil Taylor,
Agent Orange,
Swans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sandy B,
Glenn Branca,
Alton Ellis,
Flipper,
Max Romeo,
Wally Richardson,
Mr. Review,
Kaleidoscope,
Y Pants,
Michelle Simonal,
Panda Bear,
The Selecter,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Normal,
David Bowie,
Model 500,
Mission of Burma,
The Last Poets,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Q and Not U,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.