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 Mauritania and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 World's Most to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter & Gordon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ultravox,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jimmy McGriff,
Steve Hackett,
Tommy Roe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joe Smooth,
Blossom Toes,
Monks,
Patti Smith,
Connie Case,
Lower 48,
Unwound,
Procol Harum,
The Litter,
Zapp,
Hoover,
Desert Stars,
Livin' Joy,
Todd Terry,
Peter and Kerry,
Nico,
Wasted Youth,
Liliput,
Royal Trux,
Arcadia,
the Slits,
Wings,
Quando Quango,
Depeche Mode,
Make Up,
Second Layer,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ludus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Howard Jones,
Jandek,
Interpol,
Jacob Miller,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crash Course in Science,
Danielle Patucci,
Todd Rundgren,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cluster,
Absolute Body Control,
Jacques Brel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tears for Fears,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gun Club,
Agitation Free,
Kevin Saunderson,
Max Romeo,
Infiniti,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.