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 Slovenia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro 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 Lyres to the disco 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Charles Mingus,
Quadrant,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sexual Harrassment,
Danielle Patucci,
Bluetip,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Mills,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dennis Brown,
Angry Samoans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kas Product,
the Germs,
Theoretical Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Golliwogs,
Accadde A,
The Birthday Party,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare,
Circle Jerks,
Interpol,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Little Man,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camberwell Now,
Rapeman,
The Durutti Column,
Erykah Badu,
Porter Ricks,
The Moody Blues,
Second Layer,
Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
Derrick Morgan,
Moby Grape,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fall,
These Immortal Souls,
Cluster,
The Martian,
Yazoo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nik Kershaw,
Roy Ayers,
Unrelated Segments,
Bill Near,
Ohio Players,
Alphaville,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Davy DMX,
Aaron Thompson,
Essential Logic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Litter,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nirvana,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.