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 St Lucia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Michael McDonald 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 Urselle to the rock 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
X-101,
the Swans,
Henry Cow,
U.S. Maple,
Liliput,
Anthony Braxton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Erykah Badu,
La Düsseldorf,
Moebius,
JFA,
Zero Boys,
Donald Byrd,
Ponytail,
Technova,
The United States of America,
Hoover,
Sun City Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aaron Thompson,
Interpol,
Japan,
Funkadelic,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Moleskins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Busters,
Bluetip,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Echospace,
Minutemen,
AZ,
Gang Starr,
Graham Central Station,
Amon Düül II,
Yaz,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Vogues,
The Doors,
Simply Red,
Mo-Dettes,
The Victims,
Brand Nubian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Hill,
Todd Terry,
The Associates,
Thompson Twins,
Alison Limerick,
Arab on Radar,
Spoonie Gee,
Minny Pops,
Lower 48,
Stetsasonic,
Pole,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.