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 Romania and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
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 linndrum 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 Buzzcocks to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Newcleus,
Tim Buckley,
Kaleidoscope,
Jacques Brel,
Terry Callier,
Quadrant,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Happenings,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barry Ungar,
Niagra,
Sarah Menescal,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pere Ubu,
Gang Green,
The Saints,
Iggy Pop,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Y Pants,
Crime,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bootsy Collins,
Scion,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Don Cherry,
The American Breed,
FM Einheit,
This Heat,
The Count Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Gladiators,
Barrington Levy,
Ossler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pagans,
Cybotron,
Grey Daturas,
Byron Stingily,
Skriet,
kango's stein massive,
Kayak,
Marc Almond,
Lower 48,
The Five Americans,
Cymande,
Fat Boys,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Monolake,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Banda Bassotti,
the Sonics,
The Busters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Motorama,
Henry Cow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DNA,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.