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 Mexico and from London.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Ossler to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Wire,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Supertramp,
Audionom,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kas Product,
Lalo Schifrin,
Prince Buster,
Unwound,
Idris Muhammad,
UT,
Hot Snakes,
Smog,
The Motions,
Johnny Clarke,
Urselle,
Eve St. Jones,
Joey Negro,
Q65,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Dave Clark Five,
Television,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Depeche Mode,
Monks,
Soft Cell,
Barbara Tucker,
World's Most,
Main Source,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sight & Sound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Toni Rubio,
Aloha Tigers,
Los Fastidios,
Scientists,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fatback Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Maleditus Sound,
Royal Trux,
Eli Mardock,
Second Layer,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Altered Images,
John Cale,
Shuggie Otis,
John Coltrane,
the Slits,
The Barracudas,
B.T. Express,
The Gap Band,
Sparks,
Public Enemy,
Lou Reed,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Neil Young,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.