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 Argentina and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Goldenarms to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Oblivians,
The Shadows of Knight,
Procol Harum,
Radiohead,
Faraquet,
The Litter,
Graham Central Station,
Outsiders,
The Stooges,
The Human League,
Isaac Hayes,
Sugar Minott,
Al Stewart,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Flag,
The Gladiators,
Pagans,
Scrapy,
The Fall,
The Moody Blues,
The Sound,
The Happenings,
Curtis Mayfield,
David McCallum,
Black Moon,
Blake Baxter,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Arcadia,
Lucky Dragons,
Agitation Free,
X-101,
Qualms,
Mo-Dettes,
The Remains,
Josef K,
John Holt,
Slick Rick,
Danielle Patucci,
Rakim,
Joy Division,
Sister Nancy,
PIL,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Guru Guru,
The Modern Lovers,
Bang On A Can,
Davy DMX,
Iggy Pop,
Nick Fraelich,
Lee Hazlewood,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mad Mike,
Eddi Front,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
ABBA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Laurel Aitken,
Main Source,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.