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 Colombia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Brick to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mantronix,
In Retrospect,
Amon Düül II,
Janne Schatter,
Skarface,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mars,
Metal Thangz,
Ken Boothe,
Wire,
Brand Nubian,
a-ha,
Camberwell Now,
Amazonics,
The Electric Prunes,
Kaleidoscope,
Roy Ayers,
Tears for Fears,
Barrington Levy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Audionom,
Freddie Wadling,
Prince Buster,
Rod Modell,
The Durutti Column,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Godley & Creme,
Skriet,
Deepchord,
The Gun Club,
Darondo,
Pharoah Sanders,
D'Angelo,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Clarke,
Motorama,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sixth Finger,
Radiopuhelimet,
Angry Samoans,
The Moody Blues,
Frankie Knuckles,
Index,
The Fuzztones,
World's Most,
Boogie Down Productions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tomorrow,
Half Japanese,
Second Layer,
Susan Cadogan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Letta Mbulu,
Tommy Roe,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Slits,
Minnie Riperton,
Iggy Pop,
Pulsallama,
Fat Boys,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.