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 Kuwait and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba 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 a-ha to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Ken Boothe,
Lower 48,
Rod Modell,
ABBA,
Bang On A Can,
Jacques Brel,
the Swans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Chrome,
Eurythmics,
The Smoke,
Tres Demented,
Joey Negro,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nick Fraelich,
Monks,
Grey Daturas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dead Boys,
The Index,
Mr. Review,
Ronnie Foster,
The Human League,
PIL,
Tommy Roe,
E-Dancer,
Freddie Wadling,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Happenings,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Negative Approach,
Deepchord,
The Cowsills,
Lucky Dragons,
Minor Threat,
Ultimate Spinach,
Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
Hot Snakes,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Velvet Underground,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Brand Nubian,
Glenn Branca,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Newcleus,
the Human League,
John Foxx,
Con Funk Shun,
Marvin Gaye,
Avey Tare,
The Barracudas,
Warren Ellis,
Icehouse,
Essential Logic,
Vainqueur,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.