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 Algeria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Dave Gahan to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smoke,
Aural Exciters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bill Near,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Dirtbombs,
Marvin Gaye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Association,
The Monochrome Set,
Average White Band,
Desert Stars,
Lalann,
Terry Callier,
The Fire Engines,
Lakeside,
kango's stein massive,
New Order,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Sound,
Ituana,
Rufus Thomas,
The Black Dice,
Kurtis Blow,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pierre Henry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Velvet Underground,
The Golliwogs,
Make Up,
The Cure,
Hardrive,
Schoolly D,
Livin' Joy,
Bootsy Collins,
R.M.O.,
Essential Logic,
Black Sheep,
the Slits,
Trumans Water,
Funkadelic,
Newcleus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Laurel Aitken,
The Divine Comedy,
K-Klass,
Graham Central Station,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Avey Tare,
Popol Vuh,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Frankie Knuckles,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
June of 44,
Sparks,
Skarface,
Barrington Levy,
Andrew Hill,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.