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 Italy and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Dave Gahan,
Howard Jones,
Subhumans,
Oblivians,
Main Source,
the Bar-Kays,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pretty Things,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
KRS-One,
Bush Tetras,
MDC,
Nation of Ulysses,
Urselle,
Barry Ungar,
Sandy B,
Tears for Fears,
June of 44,
Depeche Mode,
Radiopuhelimet,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sound Behaviour,
Schoolly D,
The Skatalites,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kas Product,
Au Pairs,
Siglo XX,
Nils Olav,
Vainqueur,
Fluxion,
Camouflage,
Aural Exciters,
Agent Orange,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Adolescents,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gap Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Essential Logic,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Slits,
Bobby Womack,
The Buckinghams,
Smog,
Mars,
Lalann,
Interpol,
Glenn Branca,
Dead Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
Symarip,
Roxette,
Tres Demented,
Danielle Patucci,
Mark Hollis,
Flipper,
Gang Gang Dance,
Anthony Braxton,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Beau Brummels,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.