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 Morocco and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Suburban Knight,
Mo-Dettes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fad Gadget,
Make Up,
Josef K,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott Heron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Offenders,
Bobby Byrd,
The Leaves,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Index,
Bizarre Inc.,
EPMD,
Barbara Tucker,
The Remains,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ronan,
Drexciya,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Popol Vuh,
Visage,
Easy Going,
Soft Cell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Avey Tare,
The Zeros,
The Fire Engines,
Nik Kershaw,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rotary Connection,
Eric Copeland,
Dave Gahan,
Dennis Brown,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Pretty Things,
Pantaleimon,
Rod Modell,
Judy Mowatt,
Flash Fearless,
The Modern Lovers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rekid,
Spandau Ballet,
Duran Duran,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moleskins,
The Moody Blues,
Marvin Gaye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Can,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Massinfluence,
Sonny Sharrock,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.