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 Panama and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Donald Fagen 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 Alphaville to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Mo-Dettes,
Lalann,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bill Near,
CMW,
John Coltrane,
Radiohead,
Max Romeo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Technova,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
UT,
Gichy Dan,
Moss Icon,
New Age Steppers,
John Lydon,
Monks,
Camouflage,
The Five Americans,
the Swans,
The Doors,
The Cure,
Swans,
OOIOO,
The Barracudas,
Gang Green,
Bill Wells,
Bobby Sherman,
Basic Channel,
T. Rex,
Index,
Youth Brigade,
Guru Guru,
David McCallum,
Iggy Pop,
Reuben Wilson,
Spandau Ballet,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Warren Ellis,
Tommy Roe,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
Infiniti,
Boredoms,
Electric Prunes,
Tim Buckley,
Wings,
Young Marble Giants,
The Modern Lovers,
The Neon Judgement,
Harpers Bizarre,
Porter Ricks,
Wire,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Andrew Hill,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Smog,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.