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 Croatia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 The Toasters to the rap 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Slackers,
Clear Light,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Moleskins,
John Foxx,
The Music Machine,
The Sonics,
Mad Mike,
Ludus,
Can,
Tommy Roe,
The Gladiators,
Bauhaus,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
New Order,
Black Pus,
Toni Rubio,
Sister Nancy,
Donny Hathaway,
Radiohead,
The Monochrome Set,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kenny Larkin,
Guru Guru,
Joe Finger,
Dual Sessions,
Cheater Slicks,
Qualms,
Blancmange,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
kango's stein massive,
Leonard Cohen,
The Buckinghams,
The Last Poets,
Janne Schatter,
Prince Buster,
8 Eyed Spy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sugar Minott,
Scott Walker,
The Toasters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Slave,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pantytec,
Henry Cow,
FM Einheit,
Eden Ahbez,
Animal Collective,
Skarface,
A Certain Ratio,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jacob Miller,
Lightning Bolt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scion,
Ornette Coleman,
Trumans Water,
Skaos,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.