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 Bolivia and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rapeman to the techno 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Television,
The Velvet Underground,
Q65,
The Angels of Light,
Kayak,
Sparks,
Cluster,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Stetsasonic,
Ponytail,
Leonard Cohen,
Pierre Henry,
Scratch Acid,
Cymande,
The Slits,
The Blues Magoos,
Minor Threat,
Mandrill,
Lungfish,
Glenn Branca,
Sarah Menescal,
Tears for Fears,
Jerry's Kids,
Tomorrow,
The Shadows of Knight,
Radiopuhelimet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wire,
Bobby Womack,
Mars,
Parry Music,
Franke,
Sam Rivers,
Q and Not U,
Byron Stingily,
Zapp,
Tim Buckley,
Fugazi,
Buzzcocks,
Whodini,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crash Course in Science,
Spandau Ballet,
Ice-T,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ronan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Desert Stars,
The Sound,
Minny Pops,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Arcadia,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Animal Collective,
Flash Fearless,
Ultravox,
Eurythmics,
Robert Wyatt,
Public Enemy,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.