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 Belgium and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Crooked Eye to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Newcleus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Sonics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Letta Mbulu,
Agitation Free,
Scratch Acid,
The Smiths,
The Gap Band,
Eddi Front,
Crash Course in Science,
Eurythmics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Monks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Trumans Water,
Byron Stingily,
Radiohead,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alphaville,
Barbara Tucker,
Little Man,
Steve Hackett,
Fat Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
The Associates,
Bang On A Can,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sixth Finger,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Vogues,
Sarah Menescal,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Idris Muhammad,
Second Layer,
Matthew Bourne,
Hardrive,
Jacques Brel,
Pagans,
the Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Q65,
The Gladiators,
The Smoke,
Roxette,
Iggy Pop,
Jawbox,
The Grass Roots,
Slave,
One Last Wish,
Zero Boys,
Blake Baxter,
The Cramps,
Monolake,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.