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 Ireland and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Bobby Sherman to the disco 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
The Gories,
Rod Modell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
MDC,
Sound Behaviour,
Godley & Creme,
Eric Copeland,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dead Boys,
Alison Limerick,
the Association,
Dave Gahan,
Bush Tetras,
Zapp,
Model 500,
The Raincoats,
Fatback Band,
Newcleus,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faust,
Marine Girls,
The Blues Magoos,
Stetsasonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Animal Collective,
Niagra,
Delta 5,
Byron Stingily,
DJ Style,
Tres Demented,
Cecil Taylor,
Skaos,
The Sound,
Kayak,
Young Marble Giants,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mr. Review,
Bluetip,
The Red Krayola,
Stereo Dub,
Soft Machine,
The Real Kids,
Cheater Slicks,
Alice Coltrane,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bauhaus,
Neil Young,
Index,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
10cc,
the Swans,
Shuggie Otis,
Sällskapet,
Marmalade,
Man Parrish,
Glenn Branca,
Jacob Miller,
Bronski Beat,
Section 25,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.