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 Tonga and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 Lalann to the disco 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Standells,
The Human League,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Unrelated Segments,
Derrick Morgan,
The Blackbyrds,
Slave,
Iggy Pop,
Eric Copeland,
Warren Ellis,
D'Angelo,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Flag,
Gang of Four,
Little Man,
Deakin,
Pierre Henry,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nik Kershaw,
The Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
Matthew Bourne,
Bang On A Can,
China Crisis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jerry's Kids,
Isaac Hayes,
The Barracudas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deepchord,
Sound Behaviour,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Zeros,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joensuu 1685,
Bauhaus,
June of 44,
Black Sheep,
Sonny Sharrock,
Boredoms,
The Tremeloes,
ABBA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oneida,
The Associates,
Michelle Simonal,
The Moleskins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Radiohead,
The Mojo Men,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
La Düsseldorf,
Gabor Szabo,
Barbara Tucker,
the Sonics,
Slick Rick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.