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 East Timor and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 New Order to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Skarface,
Isaac Hayes,
Echospace,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Depeche Mode,
David Axelrod,
Oblivians,
Interpol,
Crispian St. Peters,
Loose Ends,
Underground Resistance,
Rapeman,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultra Naté,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Franke,
Crooked Eye,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Deepchord,
Joensuu 1685,
The Toasters,
Lyres,
The Victims,
Black Bananas,
Flash Fearless,
New Order,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
T. Rex,
Funky Four + One,
Brass Construction,
Robert Hood,
Clear Light,
Mr. Review,
The Slackers,
The Litter,
the Human League,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brick,
Newcleus,
Janne Schatter,
Soft Cell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ken Boothe,
Television,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Neil Young,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hardrive,
Panda Bear,
Blancmange,
Suicide,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kool Moe Dee,
Model 500,
Unrelated Segments,
Nas,
Minor Threat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.