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 Azerbaijan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe 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 Peter and Kerry to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
The Barracudas,
Rufus Thomas,
The Cramps,
Eurythmics,
Babytalk,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Matthew Bourne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Drexciya,
Funkadelic,
Alton Ellis,
Spoonie Gee,
The Monochrome Set,
Rod Modell,
Black Bananas,
Television,
Carl Craig,
Bush Tetras,
Ultra Naté,
Sugar Minott,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Invisible,
The J.B.'s,
Barbara Tucker,
The Selecter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Minny Pops,
The Happenings,
DNA,
Bill Wells,
Robert Hood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arcadia,
Rosa Yemen,
Theoretical Girls,
Vladislav Delay,
Moebius,
Massinfluence,
The Mojo Men,
Infiniti,
Shoche,
R.M.O.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joe Smooth,
Livin' Joy,
Altered Images,
The Count Five,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ossler,
The Cosmic Jokers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Modern Lovers,
Symarip,
Gong,
The New Christs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rhythm & Sound,
Sarah Menescal,
Loose Ends,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Hardrive,
Ohio Players,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.