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 Grenada and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator 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 Aaron Thompson to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stetsasonic,
The Index,
Unwound,
The Human League,
The Electric Prunes,
Nas,
The Young Rascals,
The Stooges,
Curtis Mayfield,
Magazine,
Joyce Sims,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Echospace,
Funkadelic,
Mantronix,
Cymande,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Names,
The United States of America,
Fugazi,
Fela Kuti,
the Swans,
The Beau Brummels,
The Moleskins,
Infiniti,
The Saints,
the Bar-Kays,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Sheep,
Unrelated Segments,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tres Demented,
Eden Ahbez,
Joey Negro,
China Crisis,
T. Rex,
Monolake,
Bang On A Can,
Rod Modell,
Ronan,
The Blackbyrds,
Reagan Youth,
Y Pants,
Bobby Womack,
John Foxx,
Bobby Sherman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gun Club,
DNA,
Glambeats Corp.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Faust,
Marine Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Das Ding,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.