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 Belize and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Gang of Four to the techno 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Mad Mike,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Man Eating Sloth,
Y Pants,
Aswad,
June of 44,
In Retrospect,
Q65,
Agitation Free,
Bill Near,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Doobie Brothers,
Skriet,
The Tremeloes,
Sister Nancy,
Tommy Roe,
The Neon Judgement,
Faust,
The Busters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
LL Cool J,
Hot Snakes,
The Star Department,
Vainqueur,
The Sound,
Oneida,
Deakin,
Niagra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blake Baxter,
a-ha,
Ken Boothe,
Khruangbin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Blackbyrds,
Sällskapet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Black Dice,
Liliput,
New Order,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Sonics,
Ten City,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Robert Görl,
Wally Richardson,
Quadrant,
The Fall,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eurythmics,
The Searchers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sarah Menescal,
The Monks,
The Vogues,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.