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 Croatia and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Robert Görl to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Delon & Dalcan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scientists,
Moebius,
Niagra,
Charles Mingus,
David Bowie,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Average White Band,
Deadbeat,
Rekid,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Count Five,
Leonard Cohen,
Nirvana,
Bronski Beat,
Albert Ayler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Man Parrish,
Marmalade,
Mantronix,
Japan,
Vladislav Delay,
Stiv Bators,
Jawbox,
the Germs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Girls At Our Best!,
KRS-One,
Pharoah Sanders,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gang Starr,
Fela Kuti,
Freddie Wadling,
Severed Heads,
Camouflage,
This Heat,
Pylon,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul II Soul,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ultra Naté,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nas,
The Stooges,
Au Pairs,
Soft Machine,
In Retrospect,
Gong,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
E-Dancer,
Brothers Johnson,
The New Christs,
a-ha,
Eddi Front,
Minor Threat,
Ponytail,
Derrick May,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.