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 Iceland and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Seoul.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Grandmaster Flash to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Ice-T,
Sparks,
Roxy Music,
Soul Sonic Force,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Arab on Radar,
Bootsy Collins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wally Richardson,
E-Dancer,
Con Funk Shun,
KRS-One,
Spandau Ballet,
The Move,
8 Eyed Spy,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dennis Brown,
Michelle Simonal,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Thompson Twins,
Smog,
Gichy Dan,
Second Layer,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jeff Mills,
The Moleskins,
Hoover,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cure,
the Sonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Outsiders,
Yellowson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Harmonia,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nik Kershaw,
EPMD,
a-ha,
H. Thieme,
Hashim,
Aloha Tigers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DNA,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Residents,
Kenny Larkin,
Kool Moe Dee,
Massinfluence,
Maurizio,
Grey Daturas,
The Cramps,
Tim Buckley,
Reagan Youth,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.