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 Austria and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord 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 The Blackbyrds to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Todd Rundgren,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The United States of America,
Gabor Szabo,
The Associates,
Hardrive,
Warsaw,
Robert Hood,
Neil Young,
Panda Bear,
Carl Craig,
Country Teasers,
Bad Manners,
Darondo,
Bronski Beat,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alton Ellis,
The Searchers,
The Young Rascals,
Roxy Music,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
UT,
Maurizio,
Porter Ricks,
Barry Ungar,
Yazoo,
Suburban Knight,
Tears for Fears,
Rosa Yemen,
Flipper,
The Fugs,
Black Bananas,
Avey Tare,
Flash Fearless,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pantaleimon,
Severed Heads,
Cameo,
Chris Corsano,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tres Demented,
Ornette Coleman,
Royal Trux,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Charles Mingus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pere Ubu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Real Kids,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rotary Connection,
Warren Ellis,
David Bowie,
Jeff Mills,
Pole,
The Fuzztones,
The Doobie Brothers,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.