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 Jordan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Eric Copeland to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Monks,
Symarip,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Zero Boys,
Steve Hackett,
10cc,
the Germs,
David Bowie,
Excepter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dual Sessions,
The Offenders,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Arab on Radar,
Max Romeo,
Sexual Harrassment,
a-ha,
Simply Red,
Ken Boothe,
Infiniti,
Howard Jones,
Joe Smooth,
The J.B.'s,
The Pretty Things,
Isaac Hayes,
Henry Cow,
Roy Ayers,
Judy Mowatt,
Faust,
Pierre Henry,
X-101,
Youth Brigade,
The Fire Engines,
Nik Kershaw,
CMW,
Massinfluence,
the Normal,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
E-Dancer,
Newcleus,
Gang Starr,
Sound Behaviour,
The Blackbyrds,
The Leaves,
Popol Vuh,
Jeru the Damaja,
Swans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lucky Dragons,
The Motions,
The Music Machine,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobby Byrd,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Technova,
Crooked Eye,
Wire,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.