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 Tajikistan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Spandau Ballet to the dance 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Robert Hood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tubeway Army,
Qualms,
L. Decosne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
June Days,
OOIOO,
Ludus,
Ken Boothe,
Niagra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Delta 5,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scion,
Connie Case,
Freddie Wadling,
the Bar-Kays,
Swans,
Electric Prunes,
Liliput,
Aural Exciters,
The United States of America,
Eden Ahbez,
Rakim,
X-102,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stetsasonic,
Leonard Cohen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rekid,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
X-Ray Spex,
Arthur Verocai,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Blake Baxter,
Interpol,
KRS-One,
Motorama,
Aloha Tigers,
Banda Bassotti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Von Mondo,
Ten City,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dawn Penn,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sound,
a-ha,
Brothers Johnson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barry Ungar,
The Divine Comedy,
Rotary Connection,
Wally Richardson,
The Electric Prunes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.