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 Philippines and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare 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 Sun City Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Lungfish,
Second Layer,
Rufus Thomas,
The Trojans,
The J.B.'s,
Pagans,
The Five Americans,
The Fall,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stiv Bators,
Howard Jones,
The Misunderstood,
Royal Trux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cal Tjader,
Livin' Joy,
The Tremeloes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
David McCallum,
Piero Umiliani,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bad Manners,
Eric Copeland,
Girls At Our Best!,
Leonard Cohen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Green,
The American Breed,
Can,
Ituana,
U.S. Maple,
Rosa Yemen,
Zapp,
The Real Kids,
Roxy Music,
Gong,
The Smiths,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
Nik Kershaw,
The Shadows of Knight,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Zero Boys,
Gang of Four,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ohio Players,
Reagan Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alison Limerick,
Judy Mowatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Residents,
The Vogues,
Sexual Harrassment,
Grauzone,
Television Personalities,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pulsallama,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.