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 Malta and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Milan and Milan.
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 arpeggiator 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 Ossler to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Erasure,
R.M.O.,
Moebius,
World's Most,
Cheater Slicks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Schoolly D,
Albert Ayler,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pylon,
Second Layer,
Duran Duran,
Joey Negro,
Roxette,
The Monochrome Set,
Camouflage,
Peter and Kerry,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultra Naté,
the Bar-Kays,
The Mummies,
L. Decosne,
Interpol,
Scientists,
Radiohead,
Das Ding,
Hot Snakes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blancmange,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Golliwogs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tim Buckley,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Clear Light,
Heaven 17,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New York Dolls,
K-Klass,
The Sonics,
Infiniti,
The Fuzztones,
Porter Ricks,
Prince Buster,
The Misunderstood,
The Smiths,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minny Pops,
Al Stewart,
David Axelrod,
Warren Ellis,
PIL,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.