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 Brazil and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Monolake 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dual Sessions,
The American Breed,
Au Pairs,
R.M.O.,
Funky Four + One,
Masters at Work,
Magazine,
Wolf Eyes,
Minny Pops,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter & Gordon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ken Boothe,
Nas,
Gang of Four,
Todd Rundgren,
Simply Red,
Soft Cell,
E-Dancer,
The Associates,
Steve Hackett,
Eli Mardock,
Pagans,
Pole,
Eric Dolphy,
The Modern Lovers,
Joensuu 1685,
In Retrospect,
David Axelrod,
Nirvana,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marvin Gaye,
Tomorrow,
Lower 48,
UT,
Massinfluence,
Accadde A,
Reuben Wilson,
Schoolly D,
Wings,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Knickerbockers,
Smog,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Aloha Tigers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Goldenarms,
Gabor Szabo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Unwound,
Warren Ellis,
Fad Gadget,
Dorothy Ashby,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DJ Style,
Henry Cow,
Anthony Braxton,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.