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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
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 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 The Moody Blues to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann 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?
Gichy Dan,
JFA,
PIL,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Procol Harum,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tom Boy,
Rod Modell,
Yaz,
Ultimate Spinach,
DJ Sneak,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Coltrane,
H. Thieme,
Rotary Connection,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kaleidoscope,
UT,
The Cowsills,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
ABBA,
Zapp,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Smiths,
Flipper,
Eden Ahbez,
Barclay James Harvest,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crash Course in Science,
The Gun Club,
Siglo XX,
Lightning Bolt,
Charles Mingus,
Arthur Verocai,
Wolf Eyes,
Accadde A,
Maleditus Sound,
The Buckinghams,
The Blues Magoos,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Peter & Gordon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Saccharine Trust,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dark Day,
Bootsy Collins,
Con Funk Shun,
Circle Jerks,
Scion,
Sonic Youth,
Skriet,
The Busters,
Au Pairs,
the Human League,
The Beau Brummels,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.