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 Serbia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lee Hazlewood 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Negative Approach,
Maleditus Sound,
Rapeman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Moss Icon,
The Dead C,
Alice Coltrane,
Fatback Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Tommy Roe,
Gastr Del Sol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cramps,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Leaves,
La Düsseldorf,
cv313,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Buzzcocks,
Can,
Silicon Teens,
The Move,
Moebius,
Banda Bassotti,
Sarah Menescal,
Iggy Pop,
Piero Umiliani,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Index,
The Blackbyrds,
Animal Collective,
T.S.O.L.,
June Days,
Morten Harket,
OOIOO,
Ronan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
X-Ray Spex,
Sound Behaviour,
Swell Maps,
Oneida,
Niagra,
Quando Quango,
Marine Girls,
Ice-T,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Busters,
The Divine Comedy,
Main Source,
MC5,
Youth Brigade,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Lydon,
Rotary Connection,
The Martian,
Audionom,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultravox,
The Gun Club,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.