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 Armenia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Eddi Front to the rock 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Lightning Bolt,
Lalann,
Cymande,
Pere Ubu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Frankie Knuckles,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minor Threat,
The Knickerbockers,
the Human League,
Gil Scott Heron,
Matthew Halsall,
Mandrill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Public Enemy,
Danielle Patucci,
Big Daddy Kane,
Agitation Free,
Deakin,
Cybotron,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Divine Comedy,
Joe Finger,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Japan,
Minutemen,
Metal Thangz,
the Soft Cell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jawbox,
The Cure,
Fugazi,
Crispian St. Peters,
Niagra,
Cluster,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
PIL,
the Normal,
Radio Birdman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
Symarip,
The Leaves,
Massinfluence,
Girls At Our Best!,
New York Dolls,
Quadrant,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Blackbyrds,
Buzzcocks,
Basic Channel,
Delta 5,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Glambeats Corp.,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.